The Big Three

The Big Three

Just a little over three years ago, I wrote out a prayer- a request. I asked for a simple man. I wrote it as a poem and thought to myself, ‘Maybe in a year or two, I’ll be ready for him. I’ll be ready to move on and settle into a simpler life than...
My Hotline to God

My Hotline to God

She said, “I told him I want us to be warriors of love for our relationship. I told him I want to use our relationship to choose love over fear, and he agreed.” I read the words over and over again, feeling her exhaustion at all the back and forth over the...
Free Woman

Free Woman

Evergreens whooshed by her as she drove. Peppered between them were trees shedding leaves of burnt red and orange. Her 1991 Acura Integra was packed to the gills. The air was just cool enough to crack the window open. September. No one was surprised by her leaving....
Be In Love

Be In Love

I was confused. We weren’t following the formula. We seemed caught in the push and pull, but then we’d always find our way back to one another. He said to me, “There’s no right way to do this, you know. There’s only our way.” And I...
Big Love

Big Love

My daughter wrapped herself in her furry brown blanket and plopped down beside me on the bed. She said, “I must be bad because I’m not like them. I hear words coming out of my mouth and I want to take them back right away, but I can’t. It’s...
Our Favourite Day

Our Favourite Day

I can hear my daughter in the corner, she’s on the phone with someone. Jack, maybe? No, Jack’s here. I can hear him in the other room. There’s food in front of me. The kitchen is clean. Who did that? My neighbour, I think. I saw her a few minutes ago...
The Heart’s Three Chambers

The Heart’s Three Chambers

She said, “My heart has three chambers: one for hurt, one for hope and the other for love.” Perched on the bamboo bar stool, Jen sat proud, yet fragile. It seemed to be me she felt doomed to be misunderstood. I had known her for years, but there was a part...
A Life of Letting Go

A Life of Letting Go

I wonder sometimes if there is such a thing as PTSD of the heart. A sort of post-heartbreak panic. And I wonder if there are little bombs placed randomly throughout my life: A song here, a scent there, exploding without warning. Taking me by surprise. I wonder if...
Out of the Dark

Out of the Dark

Her lips were stained with red wine and her face was drawn, ghostly even. Her long, raven hair was barely held together by two measly bobby pins. She didn’t even feign a smile as she opened the door to greet me. Her sadness carried a hint of shame- shame at...
The Path Out of Panic

The Path Out of Panic

And it was out of the blue that I saw it. A spark, clear and bright. Brief in its appearance, gentle in its message. The truth of it burned into my brain like a brand: I was afraid. “Why does this always surprise me? Why do my eyes sting with the realization...
Braving It All

Braving It All

I walked past the building twice. Cursing myself for trusting my memory instead of a handwritten reminder, I pulled out my phone and dialled the office number. I was lost. Damn, it’s cold, I thought. Why is it always colder downtown? Of course I didn’t...
Helping Her Let Go

Helping Her Let Go

“Have you seen them together?” she asked with false innocence. I had been expecting the inquiry—dreading it really. I was between two friends in that awkward way. I had known them as a couple. They had broken up. She still carried a torch for him. He had moved...