After a significant loss it is common for us to pull into ourselves and go into hiding. We play small. We get into some sort of daily routine that feels safe…

A child said, “I try to teach my mom something new every day. Because you’re supposed to learn from your mistakes.” Hopefully, there will be a lesson learned…

I’m still dwelling on the virtues of trust and trustworthiness. So, this is a continuation of my last column, entitled: “Lies You Can Trust.”

A friend was telling me about her kindergarten-aged granddaughter, who was listening to her mom and girlfriends chatting with one another.

I don't trust popular culture's take on what's important for all of us. I have zero desire to spend time and energy listening, watching and absorbing lurid details…

I read the big existential guns in university, though with great trepidation. I was in my twenties and had stopped going to church…

Carol Burnett, a popular comedian from the 1970s, described her daughter’s first day at kindergarten in her book “Carrie and Me.”

Sometimes, it takes a catastrophe to slow us down. My brother had a stroke. Medical professionals refer to a stroke as an “event.”

A defence attorney told his client, “I have good news and bad news. First, the bad news. The blood test came back, and your DNA is an exact match with that found at the crime scene.”

The loss of a very dear and close loved one can leave us feeling lost and like life has no meaning. After all, you have wrapped your life around them…

Upon arriving at the cabin my sisters and I breath a sigh of relief. We are prepared to release the tensions and worries that have taken over our lives this year…

A doctor told a woman she only had six months to live. He advised her to marry a chemist and move to Toledo. The woman asked if this would cure her disease.

In 1867-1914 the Canadian West was “open for settlement.” In the late 1890s, after MacDonald formed the NWMP, Clifford Sifton, minister for the interior…