Tag: Deeply personal

When the past comes to town

When I was 19-years old I fell madly, approved head-over-heels in love. For the most part, at least in the beginning (isn’t that always the way it is?) things were great. We did the long distance thing for a year which was filled with romance, misunderstandings, heartbreak and countless love letters moving between provinces. The following year I uprooted my… Read more →