Donald D'Haene is a resident of London, Ontario, an author (Father's Touch, <a href="http://fatherstouch.com" rel="nofollow">fatherstouch.com</a>), and was one of the male Survivors on the Oprah 200 Survivors Episode of The Oprah Winfrey Show, November 2010.
A poll by the Canadian polling company Environic and co-sponsored by the CBC found 15 per cent of Canadians would have given up their ballot in Canada's '08 federal election to vote in the U.S. election. I get it. I'm so uninspired by our Canadian political leaders it's not even funny.
Even though the euphemism "four-letter word" only came into use during the first half of the twentieth century, I think the first and most controversial anachronistic example must be "slut. I found an unusual modern-day definition: a woman with the morals of a man. Surprised? Slut is not just a term used for women.
08/16/2012 08:12 EDT
My name is Donald. I am a gay Canadian. But I can talk about subjects that aren't "gay" and for the most part I do. Don't assume all homosexuals are alike or like the same things. And just because you know a homosexual or two doesn't mean you "know" us or me.
08/11/2012 07:48 EDT
What relationship comes with a lifetime guarantee? So back in 1990, I was a man on a mission. I answered an ad from someone HIV-positive in Toronto looking for a serious relationship. Even today, people still have a reaction when you tell them you've dated an HIV-positive person. My friends were supportive of this relationship but my mother for years worried about my contacting HIV. Robert passed away a decade ago. Our relationship opened up a space in my heart that wasn't there before. Risking that initial date with fear taught me existence without love is as a lifeless as a corpse.
08/06/2012 08:10 EDT
I can't tell you how many times I have heard people say of their loved ones or acquaintances in nursing homes, "I want to remember her the way she was." I understand the sentiment but it's a cop out.
08/03/2012 10:28 EDT
Who of us are confident that we will live tomorrow? While we might not think it or voice it, most of us live as though we will. Nineteen-year-old Taylor Nesseth certainly did. Taylor's "best day ever" is frozen in my memory. She was giddy with happiness and she repeated several times, "I'm so happy...I'm going to Toronto this afternoon -- front row for the Vans Warped Tour." The next day, a text from her mom, "Taylor died Saturday..."
07/31/2012 03:51 EDT
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