A narrative of loss and longing

A narrative of loss and longing

Written 1 August from a tent in Barkerville, British Columbia. The narrative of 2020 is one of loss and longing. Loss of plans, jobs, health, life. Longing for reprieve, longing for our missed families, longing for the stability we just had, longing for equality that...
Editor’s note:

Editor’s note:

So it’s been 6 months since I’ve blogged, and looking back at the frequency established over the last few years, I’m right on time for another sporadic entry.  I’ve long been torn about continuing to update this dust-covered, cobwebbed corner of the interwebs. I...
On 29!

On 29!

Living +19 hours from ‘home’ makes for a very long birthday – more than 36 hours from the first well wishes yesterday until well now, these last few minutes before the clock ticks over and it’s just a regular Wednesday. It’s been so long...
On going home

On going home

The thing about moving away is there is always the inevitable ‘going home’. And this is the situation I find myself in. After more than 18 months away, I’m enroute ‘home’. In Brisbane I often went ‘home’. Every few months for birthdays, Easter, weddings, Christmas. A...
Canadaversary – one year on

Canadaversary – one year on

Preamble: Today is one year since I arrived in Canada. I’ve known it was coming. I’ve been deciding if I wanted to write again on this cob-webbed filled corner of the interwebs. It has been on the horizon for a few weeks – since I looked ahead back in May to find a...