Twenty-one days ago, I posted a review of my first 7 days on Vocal called My First Week on Vocal. If you haven’t had a chance to check it out, click here.
Being a nurse at a local hospital in Belleville, Ontario, Tania’s anxiety rose with the curve of the pandemic. This single mother, primary caregiver for her two girls ages twelve and fifteen, didn’t want to take any chances of exposing her family to COVID-19. Her oldest had severe asthma and her parents, who lived in a nanny suite in her home, were in a higher risk category as well.
While my neighbours are posting pictures of the newly baked healthy Keto-friendly desserts or photos of their brand-new yoga routine, I am busy, anxiety-eating raspberry jam...straight out of the jar...with a ladle. Well done, me!
April is World Autism Awareness Month. And this year, it appears that it may be overshadowed by a world pandemic. Every time we turn on the news these days, COVID-19 is front and center.
I was having a...day. You know the kind—the type where you work really hard to remain positive and optimistic, but you come to the point where you run out of energy to keep the the party going. You try desperately to buoy the balloon with air but finally it pops, without warning, and there isn’t a darn thing you can do about it.