I see her. The old woman. She is siting on a park bench. The same park bench everyday, surrounded by birds and squirrels. Each time I...

I joined a women’s gentle writing program called Scribbly. It has re-introduced me to writing and taking the time to write in small bits....

Mom had Alzheimer‘s. She was young when she was diagnosed. She spent almost 18 years in confusion and uncertainty. Writing her obituary...

Our family first moved to Baysville in 1972. I was 6. All I knew when we moved from Algonquin Ave near Clappison’s Corner Hamilton to...

I have a friend and mentor, Natalie Hale, who has a phrase that often comes to mind when I am teaching or speaking to clients and...

Memory. Without it, we live infinitely in the now. A perpetual ground hog day so to speak and never know the difference. Perhaps some may...

Recently, I flew to New Brunswick to surprise my husband, Gord. He was in New Brunswick with our third child, Harrison, spending time...

Winnipeg...you have some pretty awesome people living there! Recently, I had the opportunity to speak to Parents, Educators, Educational...

I just spent 4 days with a group of women. Women I have know for a very long time but never in the atmosphere that I experienced this...

Well, I started this piece on the last night of the Down Syndrome Conference in Banff and just finding the time to write out my...

Go ahead – ask me why we put a Christmas tree up on September 27th. Well, we have a “Clark”, the youngest of our 4 awesome children, who...

I thought perhaps it was time to write a sequel to my earlier post in honour of Down syndrome Awareness…another perspective... “Why we...

As many of you may know, October is Down Syndrome Awareness Month. In previous postings I have written posts about Clark to bring...