Several weeks back, I heard someone use the term Covid-brave. She was starting to do things that wouldn’t have felt brave pre-pandemic but now felt like they required some courage. She was being Covid-brave.
In these past weeks, it has felt like darkness has flooded into our lives with the discovery of the remains of 215 children buried on the property of a residential school. On the back of that trauma, another evil – a Muslim family out for an evening stroll, run down and four out of five killed. Such blatant disregard for human life is exceedingly difficult to comprehend. I’ve been having a hard time processing it
I’ve been neck deep in getting my mental fitness coaching certification these past few weeks. There are a lot of hoops to jump through. This matters to me, so even though it feels a bit overwhelming at times I tell myself (and hear from my husband) to keep persevering. I’m on the right path. I’m […]