How one comes to live on Nowhere Island.

When I look at my face, I see the plight of the indigenous Carib tribe, who, along with the Arawak, struggled to survive five centuries of European conquest and ravage. When I look at my face, I see Africans violently plucked from…

Crocheting. After 21 years, it is back in my life, every stitch unhooking my mind from things that weigh me down in a day. Hook in right hand, yarn in left I am on automatic, chain linking, waffle stitching, blanket stitching and cross stitching, every fragment of my life back…

“Bye Daddy,”

My husband, Tom, and I were over the moon. Those were the first sounds we’d heard from Adam in eleven months and the last time we would hear him string words together in four years. That morning started like any other since things changed. Adam was sitting beside…

Social media is not the cause of duck face but it certainly has encouraged it and it is one of the reasons I cannot bear to scroll through Facebook and Instagram anymore. The moment the human race was able to take selfies, it was evident the acceptable facial expression, the…

A couple weeks ago, plans with my sister changed due to weather and we decided on a rain check. Looking at the overcast sky and the drizzle sprinkling the back deck, I was about to settle for a day indoors when I realized, it was perfectly still. No wind rustled…

I attended a funeral for my friend’s sister three weeks ago. In a time of covid-19, technology made it possible for me to be there while sitting on the other side of the continent. It was surreal; it was like watching a movie of their lives play out before me…

Isle Chile

Proudly Trinidadian, proudly Canadian.Financial Advisor.2 sons. Married to business partner husband. Autism advocate.Hockey Mom.Mom to Special Olympics Athlete.

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