Just Love
I’ve put so many restrictions on love: how and why I should love, how and why I should BE loved. Whatever happened to just loving for the sake of it? Nothing in return, just giving love to others despite what my past notions may have been on giving and receiving love. Until I free myself...
BHD Mommy: Back to Work
In the wild, many animals give birth and leave their young behind to fend for themselves. This primitive practice gives way to some of the fiercest and most wondrous creatures on our planet. Take for instance the green sea turtle. Mama Turtle or Mama T leaves the sea only to lay eggs. She digs a...
BHD Woman of the Week: Macie Stewart, Kids These Days
Life’s Passion: Music 9 to 5: Practicing piano, rehearsing with KTD Shameless plug: I’ve been a classically trained pianist since I was 3 years old. Favourite shoe: A vintage pair of boat shoes from the Salvation Army. Home is… Chicago I overcome a broken heel by… writing a song I confess I am… really bad...
The Origins of my Addiction
I’m addicted to books and it’s my mother’s fault. When I was a kid she was always reading to me. And I mean, ALWAYS. Bedtime meant a story or two. If I was sick my book collection would come out and I could look at the pictures or Mom would read to me. My earliest...
I Get It From My Momma
My mother isnt a business tycoon. She hasn’t influenced our economy or built an empire. My mother was an accountant, a stay-at-home mom and an active volunteer. Still, shes the first and last person I speak to about any business opportunity. She calms my nerves and shifts my attention onto necessary details; qualities irreplaceable in...
BHD Mommy: Almost time
Nine months in and in my body lies 2 heartbeats, 2 sets of lungs, a placenta and a cord that connects my body to a mini belly button. The emotional and mental process has been like riding a wave without any paddling experience. When I was told that being pregnant was similar to being on...
Letters From The Editors
My mom lives in Colombia and I live in Toronto. I miss her terribly because my mom is my homegirl. For reals. Three weeks ago I went back to Colombia to visit her. When I arrived I was tired, tainted and losing grip of my being. The first thing she said to me was, “where...
Me and my momma
I haven’t written a personal post in a while, been busy living… I had to share this advancement in my relationship with my mother, I went shopping with my mother last week. I know this is quite normal for many people, but I haven’t bonded with my mother over shopping since I was about 9 years...
Pack light
My move is finally over, I am settled back at my mom’s house. I knew from the jump this wouldn’t be easy, so I am keeping the goal in sight. While I was packing, I went through all of my items and allowed myself to let go of things I felt were weighting me down....
Inspiration: Prayer of Saint Francis
I was doing some spring cleaning this weekend, and came across this prayer that my mother wrote in a card for me. Seeing its Mother’s Day tomorrow, thought I would share. My mom has always been the kind to share encouraging words with me, even when I didn’t want to hear them. I particularly love...
