Love Isn’t Yours to Approve

Love Isn’t Yours to Approve

This weekend was Pride in Victoria. Flags waving, music pulsing through downtown, colours louder than the crosswalks they danced across. And as I stood there, just one man in a sea of joy, I felt it hit me again. This celebration isn’t about politics. It isn’t even...
Ripples Don’t Ask. They Echo.

Ripples Don’t Ask. They Echo.

I’m sitting here on my deck sipping coffee on a picture-perfect summer morning. My mind is casually drifting between the work projects I have on the go, the things I need to get done around the house, and the endless worry orbiting around a few of my kids (adult kids,...