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I write stories from my Newfoundland culture,
some of them undergoing up to seven translations
and winning international awards.

It matters not our differences, we all feed from the one basket of life with its fruit of kindness, grief, fear, and all other emotions evoked by this tremendous and terrible journey through life. Of the fruit in the basket, it is joy I covet most for it is fed by Love. And love is everything.

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Reeling with Cancer

Reeling with Cancer

A funny thing happened on the way to the recording studio last week: I was heading there to record the chapter in my memoir, Pluck, in which my mother dies of breast cancer, when my phone rang and my doctor told me that I had been diagnosed with breast cancer – bilateral breast cancer, at

Daughters in law

Daughters in law

When she comes to you, and sits, telling you her hardest thing. She is neither your daughter nor your sister, she sits somewhere between, her blood entwining with yours through your grand-babies. I look to her, sitting there, remembering that first time she entered my heart. We had just arrived back to our mother’s home

Birthdays in Heaven?

Birthdays in Heaven?

Do they have birthdays in heaven? Been pondering this since my beautiful and tragically taken niece’s birthday several days ago. Aug 31, 2010. Twelve years ago. A brutal car accident. Road trip to Toronto before settling into first year university. She was 19. Flowing blond hair, blue eyes, quirky grin. Lover of little children. In

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