life
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I tore down the garage last fall. A literal garage. It wasn’t ‘my’ garage, it wasn’t the garage I left behind in Muskoka that Rob called his ‘shop’, his space. Yet it was the garage here at my new home in North Bay. It was an old shell of a building that the house flippers… Read more
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I haven’t written in a while. I’m in a fog, and I need it to lift. Maybe getting words out will help. The theme that keeps circling in this fog is purpose. I’m pissed at myself for not moving past it. I’ve been hiding behind this so-called “lack of purpose” as an excuse for why… Read more
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I have loved living in this house, making it ours, updating things and making it home. I have lived in this house since 2002. Rob said to me once ‘if I die would you stay here’. My answer was ‘of course I love our home, where else would I go?’ I had no idea that… Read more