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I struggle with this word. Don’t worry: it’s not a bad struggle. It’s a comfortable struggle. When I say I’m going home, or that I’m at home, or ask you to come to my home, what do I mean, exactly? My home is where I live. But is home also where I… Continue reading
Today’s truth is going to be quick. I’m sitting at the gate at YVR waiting to board. Here it is: I am lucky and grateful to be able to travel. Travel makes me a better, more appreciative, more knowledgeable, and more balanced person. It makes me m… Continue reading
Today, two things were brought to my attention: 1- it’s been nearly 20 years since I met B, one of my best best *bestest* friends (the friend I stay with here in Vancouver). I met her super-fab husband then, too, but none of us would have predicte… Continue reading