I’ve been so exhausted before that I’ve said, “No one will know if I leave the kitchen looking like this.”…
Articles by Jennifer V.
At one point in my life, I thought I wanted to be a flight attendant. As a first-generation Canadian, my…
My mom was incredibly angry with me, and rightfully so, the day I lost my retainer. We fed four kids…
It rained the day before and after, but on the day we buried Dad, the overcast weather parted for…
I have a theory: I’m convinced you can scream (almost) anything at a baseball game. The more obscure the cheer,…
When I walk through the doors of Satay Sate, a local Indonesian restaurant, the aromas that hit me instantly remind…
It didn’t start as a windy day. The sun beaming down on my face felt oh so good. Spending time…
“Can you walk down the hall for me, please?” My specialist, with a stern look on her face, waits patiently.
I never imagined that a nurse would slap me across my face, but it happened. The slap wasn’t hard —…
“Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the MRI, all the way from the changing room, the one and only…