This week in Alberta some things hit the metaphorical fan when the government introduced Bill 10, which would allow the province's school boards to reject students' requests to create a peer-support group known as a gay-straight alliance (or GSA). Supporters say it would reduce bullying and save lives. Frankly, I'm sick of people allowing their personal beliefs and prejudices to make our society less progressive, less inclusive, and less safe.
This letter was written by my husband and he has agreed to let me share it here. I hope it inspires you as much as it inspires me. One of the first girls I dated had been raped by a past boyfriend. She went to court and wasn't able to prove that he did anything they hadn't consented to, so he wasn't punished. At the time, she lived in a small town and the gossip forced her family to move away. Before her, I don't think I was really that aware of rape or consent. I'm sure that I'd had the "no means no" conversation in health class but until her it didn't really mean that much to me.
11/19/2014 01:32 EST
We've only lived here for a year and a half but Calgary has been home to me for much longer than that. As a city we are blessed with incredible public services and fantastic first responders. And I'm watching as our flooded city floods them with love.
06/21/2013 04:44 EDT
It started with a prenatal yoga class. Across the room, the beginning of a bond formed with another mom-to-be with a due date close to mine. We had a lot of the same pregnancy side effects. We were both having boys. She was energetic and outgoing - and SO excited about having a baby - it was hard not to notice her.
05/27/2013 03:35 EDT
Imagine a time you totally lost your temper. When you were so consumed by anger you felt it as a physical thing, adrenaline racing through your body and blocking out all rational thought. When your first instinct, as though it were primal, was to throw something so it would shatter into a thousand pieces and break whatever spell had overtaken you.
03/26/2013 07:51 EDT
John Denver made me move back to Alberta. Not literally, of course, because he was dead by the time I returned to Calgary. But I hold him responsible, even though the Rockies he sang about were not my Rockies.
02/13/2013 07:48 EST
"It sounds like you're suffering from postpartum depression," is what she says instead. "No," I say. Emphatically. "It's not that. I'm really not interested in calling it that. I just need to SLEEP."
02/07/2013 03:59 EST
These award shows don't celebrate real women, or those who work to advance our interests. It's fine for a character in a movie to go against the norm in Hollywood, but when the actress who portrays her accepts an award wearing a low-cut dress, thus bowing to Hollywood convention, I put a little less stock in her ability to influence the perception of women or their roles in society.
01/15/2013 02:03 EST
I know some parents who can function on very little sleep and so can quite handily go to bed late and still be fine when their offspring disturb their slumber. I'm not one of them. I need sleep - the undisturbed, drool-on-the-pillow-and-wake-up-when-I'm-damn-well-ready kind. And I'm sure I don't have to tell you that I haven't had enough of that in the last four-and-a-half years.
01/10/2013 01:31 EST
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