So often I hear about unfair, horrific, and heartbreaking stories around the world, and I think to myself, “How was that allowed to happen?”
I remember when the story surfaced of the remains of almost 800 children being found at the Bon Secours Mother and Baby Home in Galway, Ireland. How could that happen?
When I read the history on what happened at Black Wall Street in Tulsa 100 years ago this week, and the countless people who were murdered and have never been accounted for. How could that happen?
And when I heard about the remains of 215 Indigenous children, some as young as three, found at a residential school in Canada that only closed in 1978. How could that happen? Continue reading
Tragedy struck Toronto this week when a 25-year-old man drove a rented van down the sidewalk on one of the busiest streets in the city. Ten innocent people were killed and 16 were wounded, many critically. Continue reading
From the moment we become a parent, and hold our child in our arms, we know we would lay down our lives for theirs. We want to keep them safe. We want to put them on our shoulders so that they can reach for the stars. But although our hearts grow bigger in that moment, a flutter also emerges. It changes the beat of our heart the first time they walk home from school on their own, the first time they get behind the wheel to drive, and every time we watch the clock and wait for them to walk back in the door. Continue reading