Just like that, I became my parents! I mean look like them, speak like them…….the whole 9 yards! EEK!
Tag: Nostalgia
What doctors may not tell you when you are first diagnosed with MS
When I was first diagnosed with MS, I had no idea what to expect. Over time, I’ve learned that doctors can’t tell you everything—because every journey is unique. Here’s what I wish I’d known back then about living, learning, and finding grace through the unknown.
Managing When Life Throws You A Curveball
When life throws a curveball, sometimes all you can do is hold tight to what matters most — family, faith, and small moments of joy. This week reminded me that love, laughter, and routine can be powerful anchors when the world feels uncertain.
From Barn Stalls to Blogging – A Few Fun Facts & A Perfect Fall Soup
From pole bending championships to barn stalls and Disneyland tears — today’s post is all about the little things no one would ever guess about me. Oh, and since it’s officially soup weather in BC, I’m sharing my new favourite cozy recipe too!
Angry No More
As I do every year when August rolls around, my thoughts drift to my mom. It’s not that I don’t think of her at other times, but the weeks leading up to her birthday always bring a different kind of reflection. A soft tug on my heart. A remembering. When I sat down to write…
I’ve Grown Up With You
To say I’ve grown up with my husband is probably an understatement of epic proportions
Another Senseless Tragedy
As a mom and a grandmother, I am numb, angry, frustrated, and heartbroken. I consider myself to be a woman of faith, hope and optimism, but honestly today I am struggling to find that space. Today I am a woman who has been knocked to the ground, a woman who is feeling despair. I don’t…
Letter To My Younger Self
What would you say to your younger self?
My Take On The Last 18 Months & Carrot Pineapple Muffins – Yummy!
What this Pandemic has taught me so far
Today is Canada Day
I am an American who has lived in Canada since 1984 so as far as Canadian history goes, I didn’t learn much about it in school (and really, I remember very little about American history either, but that was just me being lazy) and if I’m being perfectly honest, since living here Canada’s history didn’t really…