In the days since Canada’s worst mass shooting here in my home province, the correlation to our people as being resilient and stoic alike to the Peggy’s Cove lighthouse has been shared amongst the masses. Along with it, the rallying social media hashtag that we are #NovaScotiaStrong, in response to the terror that unfolded, has… Read more
Today they danced naked in the rain. As they did back in June when the summer began, the rain trickled down their baby bangs, their popsicle chins. Collecting together in a brown slime between their toes. They put off dinner to dance. To each claim three muddied towels before it was all over, believing each… Read more
I have officially gone grey. The nice people tell me it means I have wisdom to share, and I’ll agree, the hair on my head tells a story. Certainly, I’m grey from breastfeeding day and night for over six years. I’m grey from the tantrums in the grocery store over Goldfish crackers and sparklers, and… Read more
She’s translucent again, as it steals her away, tearing down the resilience we had toiled to build. And I am consumed by trying to shoo her worries away, if only I could. Instead, it feels as soon as I patch one area of her heart another seam opens. I never thought I would need to… Read more
Of course my children all got poop in their eyes. One is three years old, and really, the story could stop there. Instead, I’ll fill you in on all of the shitty details of my weeks past. “Just wash all of your hands more,” the doctor says last week, as she and I wiped the… Read more
