OneStory.com – A fresh approach to storytell...

What’s your story?  Whose story would you love to capture? I sometimes refer to writing as storytelling.  We all have stories, don’t we?  How we came to be who we are today, the paths we have chosen, the decisions we made along the way.  When I meet someone new, and feel a connection to them, I always want to know their stories. I’m curious, and I like knowing how people think. I want to know what they...

Changing how we (and our kids) look at food

It’s amazing to me how much I take for granted some days. How much my kids do and will take for granted. Here’s a great example – hunger.  My kids will often complain about being hungry, indeed, they may whine that they are starving, that they might not make it until their next meal…you know what kids are like.  ”Mom. I’m staaaaarving….” But the reality is stark when I stop...

Lace up, suck it up – 3 months of working ou...

Two months ago I wrote a post called Movement as medicine and shared that I had started committing time to working out each week.  I had been at it a month, and wasn’t sure about a lot of things other than it was time to just do it.  I have spent the last year making other good changes that have been beneficial to my health, and it was time to figure out a way to carve out time for movement. And carve I did....

What I want my kids to know…

Yesterday, I read as much as I could for the first hour or two after I caught the news about the tragic events in Boston.  And then I just stopped. I had enough.  I would come back to the story later, of course, and there was no escaping it no matter where I turned.  As it should be.  As hard as it is to hear it, it is also always so important to bear witness. It’s what we do, as a community, as a society. Perhaps...

The Sobeys West Tastes of the World Contest

So I’m thinking about Italy…mind wandering, daydreaming, armchair travel – call it what you want, I’m lost in it. More specifically, I’m thinking about the food I would love to enjoy in Italy. Honestly, I would pretty much go anywhere with anyone to eat something interesting or amazing (street meat or lobster mashed potatoes at midnight in NYC, I’m looking at you), but really swoon-worthy...

I’d rather be stubborn than lucky

Are you lucky? Look around at your life – what fills your heart, your day, your life, your home.  Do you feel lucky to have everything you do?  Is it luck that has brought you your good life? I think we talk too much about luck sometimes. We feel lucky, we get lucky when something good happens, and we have bad luck when it doesn’t.  There are tickets to buy, cards to scratch and dice to roll. Vegas, baby. I consider...