Snow Memories
As a Manitoba Mennonite, snow factored hugely into my childhood. Manitoba is very cold, dark, and snowy for much of the year. And, I was […]
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This is Home-Erin
Wow. I’m coming upon the realization that I haven’t spent this much time sitting at home doing nothing since I was in my late teens. […]
My Grandma’s Menus Were Important
There’s just something about food. I’ve been reading my grandma’s diaries, and they’re not particularly juicy or detailed. She had a lot of better things […]
“Auction sales are kind of a sad time…”
I was reading Armin Wiebe’s latest book Grandmother, Laughing when I came across this part where the character Tien says, “Auction sales are a kind […]
Uncovering a Sense of My Local Identity
I often feel like I carry a cocktail of my family’s histories deep within my bones, pulsing through my blood and veins. Tender naivety. Raging […]