Some seasons test your patience in ways you don’t expect.I knew a renovation would mean dust, delays, and a bit of inconvenience. I didn’t imagine standing in my home months later, no floors, no bathroom, no plumbing, waiting for work that still isn’t finished. We were told it would be done by mid-August. Then mid-September.... Continue Reading →
When I was nine years old,sitting in a Grade 4 classroom with a lined notebook and a freshly sharpened pencil,my teacher, Mr. Kressler, asked us to write a story:“If I could change the world.” Most of my classmates grinned wide and leaned in,ready to write about inventions and robotsand space traveland saving the environmentand becoming... Continue Reading →
Yesterday, we made lunch in the garage. Well, truthfully we make every meal in the garage, but this was a purposeful lunch. Not just any lunch. This one was for the crew building our kitchen, the space that’s slowly taking shape behind sawdust and the hum of saws. And the crew that is here every day, working... Continue Reading →
Right now, the rooms are quiet. The furniture has been packed away, the floors are bare, and echoes bounce off the walls that once held stories, laughter, and shared meals. The dining table, the sofa, the lamps and books and dishes are gone for now. Carefully stored. Waiting. In the driveway sits a big steel... Continue Reading →
This time of year is tough for me. Everyone is sharing their New Year's resolutions and showing off their glow ups, their "best life" videos, letting the world know that they are not embracing their imperfections, they are eradicating them. And for most of us, that is hard to see and hear. Many of us... Continue Reading →
Christine Sharpe: Writer, Speaker, Leader . 