Imagine if we were swans?
Editorial Note: Originally published on 2012/04/06. ——————– Imagine if we were swans? We’d croak when our partner died. No fun. Two days ago, I was discussing soul mates with my…
Editorial Note: Originally published on 2012/04/06. ——————– Imagine if we were swans? We’d croak when our partner died. No fun. Two days ago, I was discussing soul mates with my…
A gentleman at Chai Latte Diaries asks me how to address the challenges of marriage while he cares for his elderly parents who live with him: From a Muslim angle,…
A couple of months ago a dear girlfriend was talking to me about a weird crush that she had on a man – weird because she knew it would never…
For those of you who have lived here long enough, you know that I believe in the Friday Night Lights representation of Eric & Tami Taylor’s marriage. I believe it…
After an incredible couple of hours of faith and music filled conversation over lunch at Urth Caffe, I had to make my way home and so chose to walk along…
“Human emotions are most directly influenced by smells that act directly into the brain. Your scent or pheromone signature determines, to a very great extent, how persons respond to you…
370 days ago, I was sitting at Planet Coffee when I decided to start my little project. Randomly, I had heard of others starting such things but became anxious at…
I remember being in University and keeping my then boyfriend a Secret Love. I now know that I was doing it because I wasn’t interested in him in the way…
Dear Maha, I love your Know-It-Alls and I wait for them with baited breaht. I am in a dilemma and don’t know what to do. I am so confused and…
The early years after my parents fell out of love with one another and divorced, I didn’t much act out against my mother. One way I did act out is…
To Mothers By Baraka Blue To those mothers who buttered sandwiches and lit loves lanterns when sweet dreams turned into nightmares- and cloaked us in radiant safety net bear hugs…
The minute I heard my first love story I started looking for you, not knowing How blind that was. Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere They’re in each other all along….
I still do; perhaps more so now than ever before. (Please befriend a leprechaun and shed the weight of your bitterness on your way out…)
Serving as a sort of balance – for lack of a better word – to the neoc*n article I posted a few hours ago, here is a Frontline interview with…
Two couples I know recently purchased their first homes together. Aalya & Dietrich in old Gatineau and Katie & Michael off of Pretoria Bridge in Ottawa. Visiting their homes has…
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