Heritage


Winter is my country (but then there's March) ~ Part one

Winter is my country (but then there's March) ~ Part one

I love the rolling mountain winter landscapes of Quebec, the ski hills and all the snow. I haven't had a strong sense of "home" as a place since leaving Alberta as a twenty-three year old wife and new mom, but winter mountains come close.

Immigration, cross-border love stories, and communal living

Immigration, cross-border love stories, and communal living

Kendra and I cover a lot of territory in this interview. And like lots of good stories we begin by exploring one of the formative experiences of her childhood, specifically her family's immigration to the United States from Canada.

Moving, Mid-life and the Motherland: an interview with my mom

Moving, Mid-life and the Motherland: an interview with my mom

We are who we are because of where we come from, and who we come from, and of course all the experiences that, not only change us, but actually create us, along the way.

Throwing the baby out with the bathwater

Throwing the baby out with the bathwater

At forty, in the crucible of a mid-life crisis, I had to disassociate myself from the whole mess, from plant-based eating associated with my husband being an authority in my life and from good cook = good mom.

High Summer ~ Family, Travel & Outdoors

High Summer ~ Family, Travel & Outdoors

Making new friends and sharing hospitality; music, dancing, and singing; celebrating and participating in creativity; the beauty of the countryside always reminds me that the world is a wonderful place to be.

The losses we reckon with

The losses we reckon with

Not going to my grandma's funeral was painful. It was a loss to not be with my family during the remembering and celebrating of Grandma's life. Feeling shame, second-guessing my every decision, running down all "what if?" trails of my life doesn't help matters.

A time of new beginnings

A time of new beginnings

This is the Easter story. When your heart aches with the loss of what has ended, Easter is the hope of not just a new chapter, but a brand new book.