I sometimes wonder - when did my story start? Perhaps the moment a gentle long-haired nineteen-year-old boy with a Cancer sun met the eyes of a wild nineteen-year-old French girl with double Libra and Sagittarius rising. Perhaps the moment a nine-year-old girl stepped onto a train from Cape Breton Island to Halifax, on a day… Continue reading a point in time
We loved road trips - my mom, sister, and myself. We’ve traveled down to California, across Canada to Montréal, and various small camping trips around the island. I have fond memory snapshots of dust flying up as we cautiously bumped down logging roads. Timber being swallowed whole by brilliant wild flowers under blue skies. Lightening… Continue reading a snapshot or two
Staying true to my decision to pick a challenge for each month, I decided to start developing a fitness routine for February. Growing up, I was never considered a "sporty kid" - I was more "that deaf kid" and then later on "that arty druggie deaf girl". It didn't help things that I was often… Continue reading ai·suh·lei·shn aka isolation
The earliest dreams I can remember always involved my grandma. One could say that I was obsessed with my grandma as a child. A part of it is because she was deaf like me. We'd lock eyes - signing stories after stories to each other. She was an amazing storyteller. I recall countless hours spent… Continue reading a succession of images
I'm not generally someone who does new year resolutions other than picking a word for the year (2020 word is intuition). However, I'm turning 39 this year and that means I'm one year away from 40. As you'd predict - this is giving me the extra push to spend a lot of time thinking about… Continue reading midlife crisis anyone?
To the chicken coop shack - on one side you housed chickens and the other, my parents. A pair of heart-eyed, twenty-year-old hippies. One from Québec and the other from Ontario. Little did they know that they'd soon become pregnant with me. To the Hornby Island shack - a small one room with no electricity… Continue reading to the places that raised me
I tend to go at things using the all or nothing approach. An example: I've decided to not drink alcohol or watch TV this month on a whim because I'm tired of this routine of mine where I watch Netflix almost every night with a glass of dry white wine or two. When I tell… Continue reading elf plans, nature laughs