One of the key questions I grappled with as I moved into the next phase of my journey was purpose: why am I here? Why do I do what I do?
Parking in Vancouver is the pits. You roll up on a street, hoping you can find a spot, only to have to circle the block and settle for a spot that's *relatively* close to your destination. Thankfully, I have commercial plates on my news truck and--believe me--sometimes it really gets me out of a jam... ...and… Continue reading #ParkingWars and A Tale of Two Races: My week in pictures and video.
My mother is my biggest fan. No matter what city I've found myself working in, she has always made sure to call the cable company and order the channel or she's tuned in online. My sisters call her 'The Alpha Fan' ... though, the more I travel and report, I'm beginning to realize Mom isn't the only… Continue reading Conversations about Race at Sunday Brunch
I've always considered myself an everyday girl with a not-so-everyday job. However, over the years, I've learned viewers don't quite see reporters the same way...
My sisters will *never* leave Toronto--much like Oprah, this is one thing I know for sure. They, like so many other Torontonians see no need to leave the big smoke...and I've given up trying to change their minds. Up until 2010, the three of us (+ Mom) all shared the same home. My sisters (one… Continue reading My other full-time job
Growing up in Toronto/GTA is like existing in a bubble: everything you need is here, so why bother looking anywhere else? Having grown up in this world, I'm all too familiar with the downsides of 'bubble-living' and the narrow-minded city dwellers that kind of lifestyle produces. Its a big part of the reason why I… Continue reading Re-discovering Ontario