My dearest daughter, As I type this you are upstairs writing down the list of things you need to do. You have just finished reading a bit of “Pride and Prejudice” to your little brothers and are now encouraging them to fold their clothes. You have already given them baths and changed them. You are…

I blinked. And now my kids are all potty trained. The number of diapers in the house are dwindling and although I cannot be sad about the amount of explosive diapers I no longer have to deal with, the idea that my last baby is no longer a baby makes my heart sad. Their levels…

Stephen and I started off in a long distance relationship when we were 16 back in high school. This meant the use of many phone cards because long distance bills across Alberta was a real thing and cell phones were non-existent. It makes me feel absolutely ancient to share that bit of information, but that…

We did it. We survived our first Christmas season without Stephen. Stephen’s last Christmas with us was fraught with tension and anxiety. We were prepping for 3 months away from him as he got ready for a stem-cell transplant. He was very tired the days leading up to Christmas and I was putting in all…

Today marks seven months since I last saw my husband smile. It has been a whirlwind of days; most days better than others. The good days are filled with only two baskets of laundry and the regular noises of a busy household (which usually sounds like four animals stampeding through the house). Some days however,…

Nothing throws your life off-course as much as cancer. Since 2015 our lives were upturned time and again with visits to the emergency room, weeks at the hospital, early morning or late night trips to the outpatient units…and then for it to culminate in the loss of the one you had promised to spend your…