At The Bottom Of Everything

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Today, I turn 33. Where I am, there is light, though there hasn’t been for days. I didn’t see it at first. I had to peel the heavy, dark blind up and…
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Woke up to sun. For days, fog's been burning off the river so there's just a shifting gray cloud above the water, obscuring the brown bank of trees, the…
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In September, I went to Mara Lake. I’d never been before and I arrived in the dark, so the first thing I knew of the lake was the way the dock lights…
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I have never known how to love something in moderation.
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On this weekend, a year ago, we were making pottery. He had always wanted to take classes and we had found several studios in Vancouver that offered…
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Increasingly, over the last few years, summer in my city has been curtailed by the arrival of the smoke season. The sky goes flat and blurry and grey…
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We were married on November 11, 2018 on Sugar Beach in Maui, Hawaii.
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We were engaged for exactly a year. Life continued as it always had—work, eating, television, exercise, and on—but woven into the fabric of our time…
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Last week, I spent my first night at the apartment since before he died. A (very good) friend of mine coordinated with her husband, and her child, in…
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In the apartment, it’s cooler than I expected it would be.A heat wave is swamping the city raising the temperatures to 35, 36, 37 degrees Celsius and…
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This week, his roommate from uni called me. They lived together in first year in a small dorm room. We talked for an hour, though I think it could have…
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A year or two into our relationship he told me that he had recently realized that I come from a lineage of storytellers: my mother, my father, my…
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