Suicide sucks

Every time it happens. I’ve known many who have died this way. Too many. Tonight, I am providing grief support to a group of teens who have lost a friend to suicide recently. Losing someone you love is always hard. Suicide adds a layer of complication over our grief. We find ourselves asking why. What

Life finds a way…

A few days before Christmas, a friend from junior high lost her husband suddenly. My first thought was life is fragile. I thought a lot about the idea of life being fragile and, while it is true life is unpredictable, it is also resilient. As Jeff Goldblum’s character in Jurassic Park says, “Life find a

Magic and memories…

When my older son was 6, he got into a deep philosophical conversation with a buddy (also 6) and his older brother (8) about the existence of Santa Claus. The brothers were trying to convince my son there was no such thing. My son was trying to convince the brothers that Santa was the spirit

Happenstance…

Every now and then a new client will lay their problems on me and ask, “Can you fix me?” I smile and respond, “I am not a Fairy Godmother.” Then, in a more serious tone, I ask, “If I were a Fairy Godmother, would you know what to ask for?” It’s not something people have

Questioning…

  “Who am I?” is a big question. One of the most powerful, I think. There is no concrete answer. Yet, we all tend to ask it at some point in our lives. I know I am something more than my labels: a woman, a counsellor, a mom. The question is usually who am I

Angry Fat Girl

Her name was Margaret. She came to me in a dream. She was tall, and fat, and very angry. I was taking her to therapy. When I woke up, I realized Angry Fat Girl was me. I had gained 40 lbs being pregnant for nearly 3 years trying to have my son. I knew I

Authentic self…

We all have voices in our heads; many voices speaking at the same time. I have always wondered: Is that voice me? Which voice is the real me? Am I the one talking or the one listening? Am I the one judging or the one feeling judged? Taking that line of questioning a little further,

Dandelions & Death

Last month I wrote about the death of a friend and colleague. That loss was a shock to many and sent ripples through the community. A few days before the release of my blog, another friend and colleague released hers. She is a writer and educator, former university professor turned consultant. She writes deeply, thoughtfully.

Dying young…

It was April Fool’s day 1973. I was walking home from school for lunch when a neighbourhood kid told me my grandfather had died. Of course I thought it was a mean joke. When my sister and I arrived home, the house was filled with fresh tears. He had died the day before. This new

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