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Death is the ultimate grief. Or is it? Is it really worse than losing someone who is still alive but refuses to be in…

My father, my brother, and I have all woken up by cramps in the middle of the night. This is the gene of not…

We all have a messy corner in our homes. The corner that collects all the mess, the jest, and the rest. For some, it’s…

In July 2026, a mound of black snow in North York, Ontario, resists heatwaves to maintain the status quo from the big snowstorm of…

As I watched couples dance the Bachata in the Cambridge Square, I wondered, when have I danced carefree like this last? At a friend’s…

None of us wants to admit that we had imperfect childhoods, unless it’s absolutely undeniable. But the power of looking imperfection in the eye…

I once gave a boy an olive branch with a few olives, not too many that might signify a budding romance, but just enough…

A friend visiting me in Toronto took me to my first-ever Michelin Star restaurant a few years back. The menu here was exquisitely sparse…

I got to be an official aunt for the last time when my ex-husband’s sister and her family visited us in Toronto in 2019….