When I tell you my shadow is gone, what I really mean is I have lost my light. From the moment I found her, she was my shadow and my light. She was standing on the side of the road in a snow storm. I pulled over and approached slowly, not wanting to scare her … Continue reading Furbaby Grief
Month: July 2020
Social Positioning as a White Settler Female
One hot summer day my grandfather was working in the yard on his farm. Although the specific year and date has long since been forgotten, aspects of what happened help frame the events within a broad time period. Life on the farm was slow. It wasn’t uncommon for a whole week to go by without … Continue reading Social Positioning as a White Settler Female
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