Am I doing enough Feminism?

I'm kind of over being a bad feminist. For real, I'm over it. I've been a bad feminist forever. I decided to share a name with my partner - his name. I like to bake and cook and play hostess. I care about how I look. I worry about my weight. Blah blah. Bad feminist. …

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I think of her on holidays.

Sunshine, warm sand, ice cream indulgences, and my mother. There she is. Fresh in my mind as though no time has passed. As though she were still here with us. As if she hadn't died. Instead, it's been over twelve years since she took her last, loud, tired breath, and longer since she had really left …

Standing for Choice.

This day, each year, is so disheartening. When thousands of people march in the streets of my city, shouting obscenities, shaming people, spreading misinformation, lying, all the while using young people's passion and ignorance to do so, my heart is heavy. I worked for several years in sexual and reproductive health, providing support to folks making choices …

Sorry, not sorry. Forgiveness and pardoning and Mo’ne Davis

First off, I'm not always actually sorry when I say things. I'm Canadian. I apologize frequently for things both within and outside my control. It's just something I automatically say when I feel fury and can't quite figure out why I'm angry. Usually I'm hungry. Sometimes, though, it's pretty well placed, even if I can't quite sort …

I keep leaning…

So here's the thing. We are still figuring out this parenting thing. This partnership thing. Sometimes it's puppies and rainbows and I am proud of how we partner and parent and do all the good things. And sometimes it doesn't quite work the way we'd hoped. Sometimes we have very challenging days. And International Women's …