The basalt rocks in the Garden of Contemplation at the Canadian Museum for Human Rights are reminiscent of the pattern of the turtle’s carapace, the animal that represents truth. What better place could there be to reflect, and get to the heart of who we
There is no perfect, ideal, and cohesive road for motherhood, only the twist and turns of the “figure it out yourself” sort... Was I ever a fully-fledged person before I had my children? Why yes, of course I was… I had a life and it was a great one –...
