a daughter’s rendering and remembering
November 16, 2018: I doubt I will ever get over the deep grief I feel each…
Browsing: Poetry
ascendants: awakening to where and whom we came from
Some days I miss my home and my mom more than others. I think about…
music from a tapestry of shared moments in long-term care
This piece of poetic prose called “Music” is from a collection entitled “A Tapestry of…
safety pins & call bells
June 23, 2018: I discover one of my mother’s nightgowns buried in a plastic bag…
hail mary i need to pee
In March 2017, I wrote an open letter to Québec’s Minister of Health regarding the…
i’ll be glad when christmas is over
Christmas isn’t all it’s cracked up to be for many people who, for whatever reason,…
what if santa claus were diagnosed with dementia?
Unbeknownst to most of the world, Santa was diagnosed some time ago with Alzheimer’s disease.…
dementia caregivers: a poem
I didn’t want to leave my comfortable life in Dubai to come back to Canada…
when you’re put behind bars
November 16, 2017: In a strange moment of foreshadowing, I took this picture of Mom…
all fixed up: a lighthearted ode to our broken bits
The problem with overvaluing perfection is it sometimes leads us to want to fix things…