February 18, 2015 He wakes up early and makes me my usual breakfast, using the utensils set aside for my use only. We will have breakfast together, facing each other…
February 12, 2015 Quick update because people have been asking how I’m doing and I thought it would be easier to do it this way. I have been really tired…
February 10, 2015 People who know me well know that I like hugs. When you give a hug, you get a hug. Tomorrow I will be radioactive. That means that…
February 7, 2015 My partner asked about a month ago whether we might want to get a wheelchair. My mother was not so sure and I could understand her concern.…
February 6, 2015 I miss myself. This started a few months ago and makes sense. Prior to my concussion and cancer diagnosis, I was an active, productive, deliverable-focused and more…
January 29, 2015 With cancer as a catalyst, I have had to confront how I really want to live my life, with more honesty than I allowed myself previously. I…
January 25, 2015 What’s with all the war metaphors? War on drugs, war on poverty and my personal favourite, war on terrorism… this metaphor ultimately does more damage than good…
“How do you speak English so good?” I looked at the boy walking beside me. He was wearing shapeless, faded blue jeans and a slightly oversized sweatshirt. He proudly sported…
January 7th, 2015 Twelve people who were working at a satirical French news magazine were murdered. Why? Because the newspaper published cartoons of the Prophet Muhammad. They published cartoons and…
Dec 30, 2014 2014 has been a year of much learning. One of the most important lessons I’m taking away with me is self-advocacy and the huge difference allies can…