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 w…
I have never known how to love something in moderation.
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 be…
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, …
We were married on November 11, 2018 on Sugar Beach in Maui, Hawaii.
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 to…
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 o…
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 t…
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…
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 siste…
About five days before the fifteenth of this month, I started falling asleep without realizing it. I would be working, at my desk, and suddenly my hand…
During our final days in Kyoto, we had three major things that we did—one was at my behest, and the other, while my idea, was for him, and the final th…