Figuratively and literally. It was time to take off. March 7, 2014 – Left for Mexico. I stayed for a few months. Got a remote job, so I had money coming in. Wow. Thinking back now as I write this, I remember feeling so scared and alone. It was not something I wanted to do …
The next 3 years were really difficult in the sense that I felt so unsettled. I felt like I just didn´t belong anywhere. I knew I didn´t belong in Mexico. But I didn´t belong in Canada doing what I was doing either. I missed my family, and I know they didn´t understand entirely why I …
So, Dec 2017, I decided to dedicate myself to focusing on all things artistic for 6 months. All of my time was my own to do with as I wished. For the next 6 months, I did alot of writing. I got out my journal and wrote down my plan. I needed to figure out …
The summer was a great one. I got a part time job remotely. I worked out every day. I enjoyed my family. I read alot. And I was in a very very good place. I called my Mom often and reconnected with her. My internet wasn´t the greatest so the calls weren´t as long or …
44. One Girl. One Journey – Summer/Autumn/Fall of 2018 Read More »
So in 2018, I manage to figure out what I needed to do to find a way to reach my artistic goals, purchased a mobile home, found employment, and then finally moved in to an apartment in Barrie. The next step was to purchase a car. I needed to visit my family and reconnect with …
November 2019The next several months were very very difficult. My little best friend went through the last 13 years of my life with me. The worst years since my Father died. I fed her with a tiny baby bottle when my daughter brought her home. She was left in a garbage. She was so small …
46. One Girl. One Journey – November 2019 – July 2020 Read More »
So July and August were turning out to be very fun months! I was enjoying real time with my family, I was reorganizing my apartment, having sleepovers with the kids, doing lots of songwriting camps and things were looking up. Thank God! I honestly don´t think I could have taken one more day of solitude! …
August 30, 2020 – 10:08 pm – Text from my sister, ¨At hospital¨. I sat on the couch, numb. I couldn´t move. Tears were there but I was too afraid the let them fall because that would mean my gut feelings were true. She was going to be OK. I thought I was going to …
48. One Girl. One Journey – Evening of August 30, 2020 Read More »
I don´t even know what to write. Sitting here, now… I don´t even know how to describe what I went through… then… I guess the best way to express how I managed… would be to say I was comfortably numb. Why? Why now? I don´t know…
I don´t remember going through the process when my father died. I was so young. I don´t remember because I probably blocked it. This time, decades later, I felt the same sense of… loss and emptiness. I went from acting strong, to falling apart. Then incredibly sad then getting ahold of myself and telling myself …