Oh Change, you sneaky bastard

Oh Change, you sneaky bastard

I am sitting at the table with my 10-year-old. He is drawing, and I am writing this blog. My 13-year-old got up on the wrong side of the bed and, truthfully, I am trying not to talk to him. It is Mother’s Day, and I am struggling. It has caught me off guard. The...
A year later

A year later

This post has been floating around in my head all week. Finally, today I was able to articulate my thoughts in words. Last weekend I presented at Mortgage Professionals Canada. It was an awesome experience. Everything. All the hard work I put in (and I put in A LOT)...
It’s in the water

It’s in the water

It’s in the water. These four words took my breath away. She typed them after telling me that she, too, had been diagnosed with breast cancer. This can’t be happening, I thought. But it was. I took a deep breath and thought about my response. All the...