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… and I won’t say it, but it breaks my heart to know that it will happen someday for even my sweet, sweet baby. And another tear falls… Continue reading
My red dress, hanging under the Weeping Willow tree The REDress project, created by Métis artist Jaime Black, highlights the issue of the missing & murdered Indigenous women in Canada. October 4th is a day to honor the lives of over 4,000 … Continue reading
There was an article in 1998 that warned young reporters were getting their careers turned around by getting too involved with their stories, sometimes even making up details. I know it seems like a simple case of common sense to just not … Continue reading
You’ve no doubt heard about the plentiful angry reactions to efforts to begin a white poppy campaign in contrast to the standard red poppy in support of veterans on Remembrance Day. This actually started in the UK about 1926 in … Continue reading
The bagpipes were playing and the Red Serge of two RCMP officers were present when we arrived for the service.
Hundreds of us gathered to say goodbye for now to Dejah; our hearts heavy as we looked at each other knowing this made it more real. It was time to acknowledge that one of our babies had moved on. Continue reading
I hardly know this young boy who impacted my life and so many others so profoundly. What kid is all that interested in their mother’s friends anyway? And so, I came to know him mostly through her, our Glo.
She is that quintessential statement of strength and courage, which can almost sound like a cliché, but it isn’t when it’s applied to a parent facing one of all our worst fears. Which is what happened to her and she, true to character, faced that nightmare fully and head-on.
He was only three years old when they were told… Continue reading