A photo essay illustrating life in quarantine the past 50 days.
This post is a continuation of a post I wrote a few weeks ago that was inspired by the quote below: After publishing that first post, I decided that the age of my kids (five and 18 months) should have no bearing on our ability to put together a family journal of our lives during... Continue Reading →
My social media feeds have been packed with countless thought-provoking and inspiring ideas over the past few days, but as an avid journaler and our family documentarian, this is the one that stuck with me from the moment I read it: This thing we are all a part of, it’s living history. Our children are... Continue Reading →
With all the talk about social distancing the past few days, my husband and I decided that we would keep our kids out of school this week and see how things played out with the Coronavirus in our local community. By coincidence, the Montessori school they attend was closed for teacher professional development last Thursday... Continue Reading →
I landed at SFO last night with a heavy heart. That was the last time arriving here would be arriving "home". In July 2008, I moved to San Francisco from Toronto with two suitcases, oodles of optimism and not much else. No job. No work visa. No friends. No address or phone number. Just a feeling... Continue Reading →
There's nothing like having a baby due in eight days to light a fire under your rear end. As a first time expectant mother, I had naturally and wishful-thinkingly told myself that the baby would be at least two weeks early, so every day that I'm still pregnant is feeling like borrowed time. Time to... Continue Reading →
A month ago, I decided that it was finally time to start writing this blog. In hopes of putting my best foot forward, I spent some time coming up with the title, tagline and theme before launching into my first post. Two weeks in, I was happy with my progress. I wrote two actual posts... Continue Reading →