People are better than Netflix

Three and half years ago I moved back to Toronto. It never occurred to me that moving back to a place I had grown up in and loved could be so isolating. There are two easy answers for this: 1) the city had grown so much in the years I’ve been away that logistically...
People are better than Netflix

People are better than Netflix

Three and half years ago I moved back to Toronto. It never occurred to me that moving back to a place I had grown up in and loved could be so isolating. There are two easy answers for this: 1) the city had grown so much in the years I’ve been away that logistically...
A Wee Bit of a Rant

A Wee Bit of a Rant

A Wee Bit of a Rant Sometimes when I read an article I know that it’s something I need to address. Laura Stone’s Globe and Mail article on Karina Gould becoming Canada’s first cabinet member to give birth is one of those articles. First, I’d like to acknowledge Ms....

Grief is ugly crying. It is not elegant.

I’m secretly pleased that I’ve written a book on grief that is ‘not elegant’. Grief is not elegant. If the book was elegant it wouldn’t be honest nor do I think it would be helpful. Because my writings from the early days of grieving are raw they are not...