My partner and I left Canada last week in a flurry of cold weather, snow and minor roadblocks (a flat tire on the morning of our departure, a train that was more than two hours late, no cabs available to Continue reading La primavera se adelante
When I was a kid, I longed to discover I was adopted. I whiled away many a summer’s afternoon and winter’s evening convincing myself that, unlike my younger siblings, I was not the fruit of our parents’ loins. I went Continue reading Who do you think you are?
My partner and I made our first trip to San Miguel de Allende (SMA), Mexico, in February 2014, to visit close friends; writers who had connected with SMA through its international writers’ conference. It did not take us long to Continue reading The magic of San Miguel
Canadians love to apologize; we are known internationally for it. We say we are sorry when we reach out to open a door at the same time as someone else, when we accidentally brush up against a stranger in a Continue reading What does an apology really mean?