Celebrating the good things about Canada this Canada Day. Good reasons to live there, great reasons to visit. Live it, love it, and travel well… Canada is far from perfect. There’s still a lot…
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I had something else in mind for this post but decided it was a better use of space–in the wake of the Weinstein debacle and other publicised cases of assault–to write about violence and…
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Easter has come and gone. Often in many places around the world this means shared meals, and hopefully some chocolate whether it’s bunny-shaped, or not. And for many more people, it means attending church…
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Two and a half years ago, almost to the day, my husband and I packed all our belongings into boxes, distributed all our good furniture (code for stuff not bought in Ikea) amongst unwilling…
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If you live or have spent any significant amount of time in the United States, you are probably well-acquainted with our tradition of stealing other countries’ traditions. This usually ends one of two ways:…
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Hello friends! I can’t explain to you how manic my last few weeks (possibly months) have been. I’ve been happy, sad, crazy, chilled, and all ’round discombobulated but I think I’m okay with that…
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culture & community pregnancy & parenting relationships & love sisterhoodGetting On With Your Life (or: Kindly Keep Your Questions to Yourself)
“So when are you going to get on with your life?” Reading Briana’s post last week brought up a litany of emotions that were wholly familiar. I was reminded of comments I received back in the…
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I wrote this list to cheer up a friend who seemed anxious about a particular birthday we both faced this past February (despite this friend being a man who receives precisely zero amounts of…
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culture & community relationships & loveTransitioning (or: I’m Here. I’m There. I Was Never There at All)
The sun hits my face as the wind cuts across my cheeks carving southeasterly tracks that ride the length of my jawbone. The gusts are sharp and unforgiving, and somewhat wanton at that. They’re…
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Let’s face it, you can’t be in a public space for two minutes without witnessing someone striking a well-rehearsed, come-hither stare and snapping a picture of herself. Not here in Manila anyway. Key in…