013// Relive Me

It’s lovely to me the way you talk about the parts of life that get you excitedit’s as if you are experiencing them for the very first timeover and overWatching your eyes light up anew as you relive something that has already thrilled you once before-it’s a privilege.I find myself becoming increasing attached to the […]

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012// Missing Season

I should have known it when I felt it first – when the colours on the leaves started changing  and the air became real crisp in the morning-  It’s in the glimmer of rays that shine onto windows and reflect through condensation on a glass of water- the one that I held to my lips […]

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Recipe for Raw Grief

From the Kitchen of Theresa’s Heart Serves: One Ingredients: 1 heaping cup disbelief 1 tablespoon reluctance to say goodbye 16 ounces excruciating pain 3 cups brutal sadness 2 tablespoons confusion (substitute questioning) 1/2 cup constant obsessing 8 ounces anger (substitute feeling misunderstood) 2 teaspoons agonizing guilt 3/4 cup embarassment 1 quart lonliness Dash of untimely […]

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011// Look at me Now

I looked at the pictures she had taken of me in the Garden — smile on my face  — sun beaming And I thought to myself that if I could send any picture to heaven it would be this one “Look Dad and Oma, I shine just like the flowers do”  Real talk on loss: Perhaps […]

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010//My Kindness is Raw

People say that I will change As if the world can harden me They have looked at me with the same knowing in their eyes, since I was 15 years old As if they can predict that one day my kindness will be all used up it has been eight years since I first noticed […]

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What I Thought I needed

I like rainy days because they don’t carry any weight to them It seems that the earth can just take a break and be without any expectations but to grow and nurture itself The flowers are blooming the way I imagine myself. Slowly- with a great silent effort, and then? All at once. “It makes […]

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009//My Mother is a Shapeshifter

How can i understand what it means to provide a home when i have not felt what it’s like to have two hearts beating together i age, and think to myself that i understand sacrifices willpower strength and resilience without ever having the expectation to reciprocate the way She has moulded Herself to fit my […]

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It was Romantic

Recently, I took the train to Toronto and immediately felt nostalgic. The sun was rising like a bright orange globe hanging over Hamilton and glimmering just.. ‘so’ through the windows.  This was the first time I’d been on a train since I returned home from galavanting through Europe with my family this summer. I felt […]

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