On May 2, I woke up as if it were a regular Tuesday. I got up and dressed, packed a lunch, said goodbye to my loved ones and headed out the door. As I drove to work, I took note of what a clear, beautiful day it was out. Much…

Late last night when I looked at my arms I realized they are a road map of fading bruises. The bruises vary in size and shape, but most have moved from the black and blue shade they have when they are fresh to a dull brown-yellow colour. They don’t hurt…

Just days ago, I announced the retirement of the community blog I have been authoring for five years. That blog, McMurray Musings, was about the community and city I call home, and the one that holds my heart: Fort McMurray, Alberta. I write this today in a sort of stunned…

I don't know how to look at trees anymore. I see them ablaze. I see them charred. I look away. At about 2:35 a.m., it'll be a week ago today, I was one of the estimated 18,000 who arrived in Edmonton because of "the beast" of a wildfire that engulfed…