“_______________, is that you?” I didn’t answer and kept walking. “_______________, is that you?” The man’s voice called out from…Read More
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the children I never knew
Warning and apologies, this post may be very painful to read, as I share how I lost my first child…Read More
What if she is smart?
She held my hand. Frail as she was, her grip was tight. “Ewa, Ewa, you’re here!” my grandmother exclaimed, looking…Read More
How we are remembered
A few years ago, as my children and I looked through a photo album of my childhood, we came across…Read More
centering myself
Two years ago I made a new year’s resolution to become a vegan. I’ll admit my decision had nothing to…Read More
at the museum
I sit in my car looking at the front doors of the Manitoba Museum, still a bit in disbelief. It’s Saturday…Read More
before she was my mother
We boarded a train heading east to a place I was told I had visited as a child, but couldn’t…Read More
what I’ve taught my children
What is the good of your stars and trees, your sunrise and the wind, if they do not enter into…Read More
dumpster diving
I remember the look on my mother’s face when our poverty was put on public display; when we had to…Read More
It’s okay, it’s okay, I’m a vegan
As I walked home yesterday after sunrise, mesmerized by the hoarfrost and the slowly changing sky, I happen upon some…Read More