First Person

It’s been tough teaching Dad how to use his iPhone

It’s not easy living with Mr. Fix It

I fled Sierra Leone, but return to build schools and share my good fortune

As a third-generation Indian-Canadian, I’ve lost a lot by not speaking Punjabi

Why can’t I get over my dad’s death?

I bought someone’s family heirloom in a thrift shop, now I’m trying to return it

Librarians have always been my superheroes

My Airtag tracked my luggage having more adventures on its way home than I did

Welcome, spring! The season that shifts my careworn self into someone more carefree

My struggle with infertility is teaching me to move through life with intention

After a lifetime of memories, it may soon be time to change up my ride

Gardening seems like a metaphor for so much in my life

Making my peace with the teardown next door

Teaching my daughter to drive was a lesson in patience for me

I’m obsessed with growing my own seedlings; creating life keeps me optimistic

As my belly grows with cancer, I remember when it held my children instead

I swim in the Salish Sea because the cold water makes me feel so alive

How do I find a bathing suit that transforms me from GLo (Grandma Lori) into JLo?

Opening my door to a Ukrainian family changed my family’s life for the better

Dementia thawed my mother’s frosty side and we had fun together again

As the winter wanes, I realize how much I’ll miss it

By relearning to skate at 50, I taught myself how to lace up for what’s ahead

In Montepulciano, making friends with pensioners gave me street cred with the locals

Dad complains about our daily walks but he always puts on his hat to join me

My MAID ‘grief sisters’ hold me up when no one else knows what to say

‘We are experiencing more calls than usual’ - why am I always stuck on hold?

Three little words that are just so hard to say

Confessions of an unabashed tea addict

How boxing helps me cope with Parkinson’s disease

All are welcome in the dollhouse, and in my own family

When my teen reaches out, I need to remember to grab the love he’s offering

I talk to myself. A lot. Is that weird?

One night my spouse’s heart stopped, and I had to get it going again

Actually, I don’t think I’ll trade in my husband after all

Dad has always been my valentine

How I helped one family say goodbye to their loved one with tears and laughter