I can’t wrap my mind around how difficult it is to afford this country. My heart breaks when I think about how hard it must be for a young family just starting out.
I’m flying to Toronto early next week, after I try to get most of the paper ready for print, to attend a lawsuit in which I am the representative plaintiff.
I believe ideology works, until the reality of those policies makes it impossible to live. I believe people change when their eyes are open to the reality this country is in.
I’m trying to enjoy every second of my lasts with Quinn, from Christmas as a teenager to all the experiences that come from being a grade 12 student gearing up for gradation.