Late yesterday afternoon, in a small boardroom within the Neurology department of Toronto Western Hospital, I was privileged to see the culmination of a project that almost three years ago was little more than a glimmer of an idea shared between three like-minded ladies, all touched by harsh reality that is life with a brain... Continue Reading →
46. When Dreams Come True
One of the things I've (stubbornly) held onto since the tumour diagnosis/surgery/recovery is that I spent the bulk of my daughter's first few years of life distracted by what was going on in my own life, and because of that, I never got to spend the same kind of quality time with her in her... Continue Reading →
25. Savouring These Last Few Weeks of Summer with Simple Childhood Fun
I've said it before. And I'm not naive. I know that our family's not likely to have summers like this again. Summers where the older one is still willing to play on a slip n' slide for hours with the little one. Or where they set up forts, and play spy, and try to ambush each... Continue Reading →
What the Doctors Don’t Tell You About Surviving a Tumour
It’s been two weeks since I got my 5-year all-clear from my Neurosurgeon. I surprised myself by not making more of a big deal out of the occasion - in years past after my annual MRI’s have come back clean, I’ve bought myself ridiculous shoes, a bottle of champange, or something out of the ordinary... Continue Reading →
An Epiphany of Sorts (in the gym and in life)
I haven't been writing much lately. Partly because the last 10 days have been a merry-go-round of commitments both for the kids and the adults. Partly because I've been feeling the pressure of the season to go out and BUY! And partly because I've been busy mentally filing away and letting go (once and for... Continue Reading →
The Weight We Carry
Nope, this isn't an article about post-thanksgiving weight management strategies (I may be Canadian, but we celebrate American thanksgiving which meant this was a weekend of family and food for us!). Rather, it's a note about the stories we tell ourselves; the stories we hold on to; the stories we assume without question to be... Continue Reading →
When Gratitude Just Isn’t the Right Word
Today is a milestone in my life. A day to remember where I've been, to think about where I am, and to dream about where I want to be in the future. Four years ago today when the alarm went off at 4:30 in the morning, I had to try and kiss my sleeping little... Continue Reading →
Surrender
Have you ever experienced the phenomenon when a word or a phrase or a concept keeps coming up in your life? Like the universe may be desperately trying to get you to turn your attention to something? Well, that's been happening to me. Ok . . . my son has been asking me at every... Continue Reading →
It’s Almost 4 Years Since I said Goodbye to my Tumour . . .And Why This Year, I want to Celebrate That Day
I couldn't do a pose in yoga yesterday . . . "It hurts the seam in my skull", I told my teacher. "Right," she said, "I'd forgotten about that". And we both laughed. It's almost inconceivable to me that four years have gone by since I had a craniotomy to remove my brain tumour. Four... Continue Reading →
When the Value Placed on Your Life is $0
A confluence of events over the past few months has lead to the Husband and I reassessing our insurance needs lately; policies came up for renewal, the Husband turned 40, we realized our life is a bit different than it was 10 years ago when we first took out insurance policies . . . Specifically... Continue Reading →
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