2017: Reflections

At the end of each year, I write a reflective essay looking back at the previous 12 months and ahead to the coming year. Read notes from 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, & 2016. Okay, I’m going to try not to focus entirely on the fact I got married this year. But, did I mention that I … More 2017: Reflections

My family name

I am a feminist. I also changed my name after getting married, to match my husband’s. For some, these ideas sit in conflict with each other — but not for me. You see, my name has always been an expression of my choices, even the name I carried before marriage, and I have changed my name … More My family name

Wedding daze

Planning our wedding felt amazing in the beginning. Like a gorgeous little secret. We’d shared the engagement news – everyone is usually thrilled over engagements – and we were starting to knock off lots of the big things on the list. Deciding what we want our wedding to be, the guest list, the venue, food, … More Wedding daze

2016: Reflections

At the end of each year since 2011, I’ve written a reflective essay looking back at the previous 12 months and ahead to the coming year. Read notes from 2012, 2013, 2014 & 2015. Whoa, boy. Where to begin with you, 2016? Well, let’s start at the beginning – one year ago, when I was … More 2016: Reflections

Goodnight, Grandad

I once asked my grandfather how he’d like to spend his final days. After a lifetime spent travelling between England, Canada and the US, I was curious which of these places he’s called home would call to him in the end. “I’d like to be on a tropical beach somewhere, with a beautiful woman bringing … More Goodnight, Grandad

Hey Jude

My godmother Jude died almost a year ago. Her ashes were scattered yesterday, though I wasn’t able to join the family to say that particular goodbye. As I approach the anniversary of her sudden death, I find myself thinking of her a lot, so I dug up the eulogy (of sorts) I wrote in the aftermath. … More Hey Jude

A House To Put It In

A soldier’s little girl, whose father was being moved to a distant post, was sitting at the airport among her family’s meager belongings. The girl was sleepy. She leaned against the packs and duffel bags. A lady came by, stopped, and patted her on the head. ‘Poor child,’ she said. ‘You haven’t got a home.’ … More A House To Put It In

2014: Reflections

At the end of each year since 2011, I’ve written a reflective essay looking back at the previous 12 months and ahead to the coming year. Read notes from 2012, 2013, 2015 & 2016. This has been a year of great love and great loss. Looking back, the year divides neatly into three chapters, each … More 2014: Reflections