From a safe vantage point of The Other Side Of The Planet, I am beginning to take some time to process what I have been through. “Always Forward” has gotten me through the immediate aftermath of my marriage apocalypse, but the intention was never to ignore the past forever. In order to truly move forward, … More How To Survive a Marriage Apocalypse
Everything burned down. It happened so quickly. I just barely escaped with my life. That’s how it feels. After nearly a month away, I’ve returned with a brave face and a broken heart to the place where my world fell apart. After few frantic days of sorting, repacking, moving and unpacking my significantly pared down … More When All Around Has Fallen
It may sound weird for a Canadian to say, but one of the things I have learned this year is not to apologize. I’m not going to apologize for my emotions. If I burst into tears seemingly at random, trust me it is not random. I’m not going to apologize for bypassing the socially acceptable … More Always Forward
I caught myself, for just a second, wishing for “happier times.” Happier times, when I wasn’t broken. Happier times, when he was by my side. Happier times, when… when… Stop. It’s true, I have never felt more pain, more brokenness, more utter sadness, than in this aftermath of the story I wish I never had … More Happier Times
“There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.” -Maya Angelou Once upon a time, there was a girl who was given a heart to call her own. It was the prettiest thing she had ever seen: large and bright and made of something like glass. She was very happy and she … More A girl’s story
“Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about.” ― Ian Maclaren #quotes pic.twitter.com/rEegDx6JZd — Marek Kośniowski (@MarekKosniowski) November 10, 2015 The optimist in me wants to continue believing the Internet is a wonderful place, where people from different cultures, backgrounds, religions, and worldviews all over the world can come together … More Global Community, or Global Catfight?
I write for many reasons. The idea of this blog in particular was to write to break moulds. To write about people breaking moulds, and the experience of breaking them. But what happens when we are the ones who get broken instead?