Reflections on Juan De Fuca
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I just came back from spending time with five wonderful women hiking the Juan De Fuca Trail on the Southwestern Coast of Vancouver Island. After four days together of laughing, crying, singing, dancing, praying, swearing (not mentioning any names Pam) and overcoming hard things, I feel stronger and less alone, like our little tribe of six strengthened one another, and life feels more doable and much, much shinier. I can't remember the last time I laughed as hard as we did o


Days When You Wake Up Sad
Ever have one of those days and you just get out of bed sad. The sun is streaming through the window, the air is fresh, the birds are singing, but for whatever reason, your insides don’t match the beauty of the morning. Today was one of those days. My eyes no sooner opened than I realized today would be a dark day. In spite of my emotions convincing me to stay in bed and just let this day go by, I pushed them aside. Sometimes I listen to their clamouring and other times
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