First Person

I can’t change the way the world sees my daughter with Down syndrome

My first job was in a funeral home. It was weird but I learned a lot about death

I got robbed at my destination wedding, but I refused to let it ruin my day

My toddler was upset about my stillbirth too. I had to find a way to help her through it

Will the family that tattoos together stay together? We’re about to find out

I sponsored a refugee family because it was done for my family years ago

Stop pulling me onto the dance floor at parties, I can have fun just watching

My first solo trip without my child gave me the wings we both need to fly

Every generation has new parenting ideas but as a grandparent, it’s hard to hold my tongue

I’m not dead yet! I’ve got cancer and am learning to cope

I flew to Istanbul for a hair transplant. The treatment was medieval - but it worked

My liver is turning to stone. I need a living donor, and soon

The dreaded middle seat can bring joy - like the day I met Rosa

I’m not ashamed of my postpartum body - so I booked a photographer

Are you a ‘marathon widower’ too? Here’s how I cope

My husband and I could never agree on bed pillows - but now they remind me of him

I may not be the most talented harp student but at my age, I have the most chutzpah

We’re so old, we’ve become ‘cute’ again!

Mum’s oatcakes are good for all types of journeys

Surviving sepsis taught me the distance between health and death is smaller than I ever suspected

My battle of wills with a pack of coyotes in a Toronto ravine

The ache of weaning myself off my smartphone

Why watching the PWHL made me cry

My stillbirth was an apocalypse, but I want to stay connected to this time in my life

I’m 94 and have a steep and (slightly) treacherous staircase that keeps me fit

Life lessons I scored while playing golf

I found a way to stay friends with my siblings (and it doesn’t involve mom and dad)

Are we too old to travel? I wondered after being offered seats on the bus in Granada

My dog’s death tore me up – the grief hit differently than when my mother and sister died

My market delivery box changed how I feel about making dinner

Rhys is my brother. We are family. There is no shame in that

I’ve moved from rare to ultra rare, that’s why Rare Disease Day is important to me