One day, you found out I no longer call you “mom”. You found out I call you by your name. The day you discovered this, you sent me a message telling me that out of respect, I need to call you “mom” when talking to you or about you to others. You told me that … More You Can’t Make Me Call You “Mom”
As my tattoo artist sketched the dandelion on my arm, I mentioned that I found myself gaining a new appreciation for dandelions. I recently learned about the detoxifying benefits of the plant and felt connected to them. He looked at me and said, “I feel we have a wrong relationship with dandelions. I feel that … More Winter, Dandelions & Just Being
Dedicated to my counsellor. There is a book. A child’s book. Called “Are you my Mother”. One morning, the day felt heavy. A trigger started to spin in her head. It became louder…and LoUdEr…and LOUDER… She thought of her mother. She thought of the book. Where the baby animal goes to all different animal mothers … More Trauma is but a Sentence
Dedicated to my niece Elizabeth, for her first birthday. Run with the wolves, my Darling. Run wild, run free. Be the leader of the pack, and never be afraid to let others hear your voice. Run with the wolves, my Darling. Let the wind always guide you to your dreams. Let it blow … More Run with the Wolves, My Darling
Reflection One: Canadian Passport Approximately a year and a half after hiking the Inca Trail, I find myself in a hotel room in San Jose, Costa Rica. On route since 2am. I felt pretty proud of myself. I got a taxi on my own to the hotel. Although my Spanish is limited, I was able … More My Journey to Costa Rica. Ocean, Eating, Reflection.
Monday February 6, 2017. I was frustrated. I was scrolling through Instagram over my lunch hour. Mindlessly scrolling. Scrolling through photos of all these people I didn’t know, doing things with their life that I wish I could do. People I didn’t know, who seem to get paid for merely being beautiful, good at yoga, … More My Journey with Social Media: The Day I Stopped Living for Instagram and Started Living for Myself.
Everyone grows up. Everyone grows up differently. Everyone grows up learning different lessons that shape who they become (to a certain extent). In some cases, some people need to re-learn the lessons they learned as a child in order to become the person their heart whispers to them that they truly are. *** I grew … More My Journey with Traveling: Re-learning what I was Taught.
Every day, you go to work. You support people during some of the saddest parts of their lives. You listen to stories, which should only be that. Stories. Yet unfortunately, are realities for so many of the people you serve in your day to day work. Neglect, crisis, mental health, addiction and societal injustices are … More Dear Social Workers, Take Care of You
I opened my eyes, and lay in bed. This was my final day in Peru. I had the morning and afternoon to myself, and needed to catch my flight around 5pm. Emmie and I went upstairs to eat our last breakfast, and made plans to meet up later with Iain and Matt for lunch. I … More My Journey in Peru: Day 7 – Saying Goodbye and Lessons Learned
A few days ago, I got a job offer for a job I wanted for a very long time. Most of what I have done schooling wise and career wise had been to get me to a place where I could get this job. And now I got it. After years of hard work. Yet, … More My Journey with Celebrating