I was born in Montréal, spent some of my teenage years in Mississauga and attended University of Toronto and University of Waterloo where I obtained my degrees in Sociology and Industrial Relations(problem solving).

My biggest sense of joy and balance is my husband and my biggest accomplishments to date are publishing my poems, A Delightful Interruption and this site.

In my poems, you will find a woman formerly imprisoned by rules and set free to enjoy her femininity to the point of taking and letting herself enjoy a belly dancing class. I am learning that if something scares me, it is the very thing I must do. So here I am, starting to live a life that I chose, revealing my being, learning to be a woman.

My own woman.

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Here is one of my favourite stories:

The Pirate by Marjorie Walle

We don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are. –Anais Nin-

One day Mrs. Smith was sitting in her doctor’s waiting room when a young boy and his mother entered the office. The young boy caught Mrs. Smith’s attention because he wore a patch over one eye. The doctor’s office was very busy that day, so Mrs. Smith had an opportunity to ask the little boy what happened to his eye. "There’s nothing wrong with my eye. I’m a pirate!" Then he returned to his game.

Mrs. Smith was there because she had lost her leg from the knee down in an auto accident. The loss had been devastating to her. Try as she would to be courageous, she felt like an invalid. Intellectually, she knew that this loss should not interfere with her life, but emotionally, she just couldn’t overcome this hurdle.

The word "pirate" changed her life. Instantly, she was transported. She saw herself dressed as Long John Silver, standing abroad a pirate ship. Her hands were clenched at her hips, her head up and her shoulders back, as she smiled into a storm. Gale force winds whipped her coat and hair behind her. Still she stood firmly –proud, undaunted.

A few minutes later, the nurse called her. As she balanced on her crutches, the young boy noticed her amputation. "Hey lady," he called, "what’s wrong with your leg?" The young boy’s mother was mortified.

She replied with a smile, "Nothing. I’m a pirate, too."