Leo Jul 23 | Aug 22 “As you get older, the heart sheds its leaves like a tree,” said French novelist Gustave Flaubert. “You cannot hold out against certain winds. Each day tears away a few more leaves; and then there are the storms that break off several branches at one go. And while nature’s greenery grows back again in the spring, that of the heart never grows back.” Do you agree with Flaubert, Leo? I don’t. I say that you can live with such resilient innocence that your heart’s leaves grow back after a big wind, and become ever-more lush and hardy as you age. You can send down such deep, strong roots and stretch your branches toward the sun with such vigour that your heart always has access to the replenishment it needs to flourish. The coming weeks will provide evidence that what I say is true.

Remembering you forgot to take it seriously.

I have had a really hard time getting over someone. Not because I believed her to be the one but because she lied to me.

In my 20s sure, I accept that. Not many of us knew who we were. We drank, we partied, we lied.

But to know the 38 year old me, I can’t understand how someone would lie to me. My only expectation is honestly and I am really open about that. I accept changes of heart, changes of mind but I abhor deception.

She touched a really deep nerve in me and right now, the world I live in keeps hitting it. As we get closer to our upcoming election I am getting more and more aware of how mad I am at Canada. When my thoughts go to this place I am going to envision a big, beautiful, Canadian tree and what it feels like to grow and change one more time.