Twice in four days I turned for a last look, once knowing I would never see her again, the other wondering if this was my last glimpse of him. Two weeks ago Thursday night, my wife Gaye and I saw...
Caleb was released into a native recovery house the middle of May. I talked with him by phone on May 16th. He sounded positive and happy. When Gaye and I arrived home from vacation nine days late...
This is the story of how everything changed for me. I was 34 years old and in a detox facility in Victoria, probably for the second or third time that year. I have always met solid people in deto...
I have every reason in the world to stay clean. My family has shown an indescribable level of forgiveness and support. My beautiful companion has given me the most wonderful gift of trust, respe...
I wish I could gloss over my teen years. Some parts though were important to my identity. As a Cree person growing up away from home, culture, family, peers and teachings I sought out an identity...
I began stealing at a very young age. The first thing I remember stealing was a $50 bill out of an envelope from my aunty to my Mom. I told my Mom I found $50 blowing in the wind while I was pla...
I could not see myself in Caleb; so, often, being a father to him felt like having to take my best guess. We are a blended family with five children - four daughters and one son. Usually, my wife...
I was four years old in preschool and had no real idea about racism. But I remember some other child asking me if I was an Indian. I said, “I think so.” Then he called me a dirty Indian and ...
When we decided to adopt, the Vietnamese Boat people were very much in the news. While the needs of the thousands fleeing Vietnam after the war with the U.S. were immense and immediate, our exposure t...
A large part of my childhood was normal and, at times, really good. I was truly blessed to have been adopted by my parents and I’m so thankful they were gifted tolerance and patience by the Creator! T...