Messy, Real and 100% Us.

My daughter is 15 years old. She keeps rescue medication in her backpack. One dose. Donated to us, because without that generosity, she would have none at all. If she uses it, there is no more. There is no prescription waiting at the pharmacy. There is no refill covered by insurance. There is just the hope that she doesn’t need it again before we figure out how to replace it. S, age 15 — carrying more than any teenager should have to. She has learned her triggers. She knows t

We were in Spain. One of those picture-perfect trips. Me, my husband, my two sisters, and their husbands. Sunshine, beautiful streets, wine, laughter. The kind of vacation you dream about. The girls decided to go tour a palace while the guys went off to find a motorcycle shop. Fair trade. Now, if you’ve been to Europe, or are lucky enough to live there, you know washrooms are not always… simple. You either pay, or you go on a hunt for the free ones. And being the thrifty Cana

I recently attended a live event in the online coaching world. The kind of thing that’s supposed to light you up, expand your mindset, and connect you with “your people.” But it didn’t feel like that for me… like at all. Instead, I walked away with this heavy, unsettled feeling in my chest. Something felt off. On paper, it was everything I should’ve loved. The lights, the energy, the big names, the “we’re all in this together” vibe. Everyone there looked successful, confident