After a near five-year hiatus from cycling since becoming pregnant, it was my four-year old first born who asked me…
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Tiny Tam
Broken, Yet Loved
When I lost my cool and nearly cut my finger because the kids were whining and asking what I was…
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Hard Conversations
In my years of work, I have been publicly humiliated, yelled at, dismissed. But the hardest conversation I’ve ever had…
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Scarring well.
It was a thud that made one’s insides go dead at once. “Blood! Blood!” Cliff yelled. Blood dripped…
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On Forgiveness.
So close to Christmas. And it felt like I had committed a crime. With one violent contraction, triggered by a…
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An Owl Backpack.
During our move to Singapore from Canada, several things were misplaced- one of which, was Sarah-Faith’s one and only backpack….
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