Mom speaks the word “no” -  Sprinkles fly to their freedom  Kids coloured in joy 

Alcohol and I have had quite the relationship over the years. When I was younger, I would use it as a way to be more social - an attempt to conceal the shy and sensitive parts of myself - and as a way to tamp down any emotions that I didn’t want to feel; in … Continue reading 88 Days Alcohol Free – Navigating My Own Personal Land Mines

My Mom got this orchid for me a couple months ago when I started going through a tough time. It was meant to symbolize growth, strength and most importantly, hope.There’s a well-known general rule of thumb for watering orchids which is, two ice cubes once a week. I’ve only had one other orchid in my … Continue reading The Thirst For Life – Why Two Ice Cubes Might Not Be Enough For You

“The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy has this to say on the subject of flying.  There is an art, it says, or rather, a knack to flying.  The knack lies in learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss.  Pick a nice day, it suggests, and try it.  The first part is easy. … Continue reading Life, The Universe, And Everything

The topic of shyness has always been a big one in our house. I often try to disclose to my kids some of the shy related feelings and experiences I had growing up, as well as the shyness that I still inhabit to this day. I think any opportunity to share, or to appear more … Continue reading When Your Kids Travel Back In Time To Rescue You

This boy - man, I tell ya - can dig his heels in like no other.The past few weeks have been, to put it mildly, an ultimate test of patience. Every day I felt like I was pulling teeth, while simultaneously pulling out my hair. For some reason, Nash decided to protest the one and … Continue reading Sloth-like Speed And A Trail Of Chocolate Chips – This Is March And April

If your life was a story.Within the pages of a book.Would it capture your attention?Or would you barely give it a second look? Would the main character be brave?Would they inspire you to be better?Or would you sadly wonder.With each turning page.“Will they ever...?” And in depths of the struggles. And in the trenches of the … Continue reading If Your Life Was A Story, Would You Be Proud?

I know the walls of your room How they helped to keep you safeThe way you curled your body inward Tucking each tiny toe into place  The feelings were simply too heavyIt was hard to catch your breath You tried for so long to contain it Pretending there wasn’t anything left But lately I’ve been listeningI can hear your … Continue reading These Wishes That I Carry

There’s been a lot of grey days lately; ones that appear to blanket the entire sky, and ones that are much more subtle, secretly dimming and darkening the colour of my thoughts.  It’s definitely been a hard time for everyone and it’s not always easy to find the light.  When I was in my early … Continue reading “Maybe The Sun Is Just Waiting For Us”

I choose the painTo bring me closerTo the joyI choose the sadnessFor a chanceTo trulyDance with happinessI choose the truthTo have a voiceAnd to have a soulThat can singLoudlyI choose the depthsSo I can touchLifeI choose nowSo I can be closerTo the momentsTo the feelingsAnd to the magic of those gloriousTinglesI choose to be braveSo … Continue reading I Choose The Road Less Travelled