It’s no secret that I’ve been separated for a very long time now. In the beginning of this year, things with my ex weren’t great (to say the least). As we continued with our parental and financial negotiations, our relationship hit an all time low, and I was beside myself as I struggled and fought with a man I once really, really loved. It’s baffling how love can turn into something that feels so much like hate—even when you know it’s not hate and never will be.READ MORE >
I went to bed endlessly focussed on my next move, and as I tossed and turned, the irony hit me like a ton of bricks: I couldn’t sleep because of the weight of the decision, but I really needed to sleep on it. A fire was rising up in my belly and I had no idea what to do with this energy, let alone how the heck to say goodnight to it. Tomorrow is another day, I thought to myself, and released any expectations of what another morning would bring.READ MORE >
Every morning, I’m gently woken at 5:30 a.m. by soft, zen sounds—quiet humming from my alarm that sets a peaceful tone for the day. It’s dark outside, proof that fall is finally starting to settle in. If I’m lucky, as I draw my curtains, I’ll see the moon beaming, and soak in her energy for a few seconds before I get excited for the day ahead. All three of my boys are sound asleep in their beds (pure bliss), oblivious to the quietness of my world.READ MORE >
For me, August was all about three words: out and about. My girlfriends and I, being the foodies we are, really made the most of our adventures and thoroughly checked out the restaurant scene in Toronto. With the incredible summer we’ve had here, it makes it super easy to enjoy everything Toronto has to offer. A friend of mine asked me to share all of my wonderful experiences I’ve had so far, so without further ado, here’s a list of my favsREAD MORE >
Sitting amidst 380 people in a gigantic camp theatre nestled in Rockhill, New York, I fought back the endless stream of tears that were burning the back of my throat. (All I had to do was say go.) Up there on the stage was one of my favourite humans, Jonathan Fields, reading a chapter from his new book, How to Live a Good Life. I felt like he was talking directly to me. At that moment, the room ceased to exist. Here was his invitation to me:READ MORE >
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