Thoughts

I crossed the border on a ferry with my 2-month-old daughter when Russia started a war against my country. I am a Ukrainian refugee who is building a new life in Cana…

Looking at her computer, our family doctor asks, “Do you read together?” She turns toward us, then smiles. “Never mind, I see you have a book with you right no…

My first of eight pregnancy losses happened in our car I had been enjoying a weekend trip to Montréal with my husband, pregnant for the first time and blissfully ignor…

Telling my mother I was trans was the hardest part about coming out as a teen, but she ended up being my greatest support. Now we want to help families like ours. This…

I am 34 years old, and I will never have my own biological children. This was not my own choice, but something I had to accept after a relentless battle with infertility.…

It was in June of 2019 that I decided the time had come to work on a novel that had lived in the back of my mind for years. I was maybe about one-third of the way down to…

My anorexia. It’s only as I sit down to write this that I realize that’s what I call it. My anorexia. Calling it that makes sense for two reasons: Everybod…

There is a crack, a crack in everythingThat’s how the light gets in Leonard Cohen February 23, 2022, was a wonderful day in Kyiv. The sun and frost made everything …