Category Archives: me.

Pro-Life and Pro-Adoption.

Every so often I’ll have someone ask me, “Are you pro-life or pro-choice?” The question always made me hesitate. I used to lean towards pro-choice, depending on the circumstances, but now I lean in the other direction. If you disagree, … Continue reading

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I love to journal. My interest in blogging probably stems from the same source: this small spot in my brain/soul/heart/stomach which cries out ‘muuuust write down thoughts, NOWWW’. Or something like that. Perhaps my inner thoughts would be a tad … Continue reading

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Me, a Humanitarian?

Whew, 2 humanitarian style posts in one week!?¬†Are you trying to tell us something here, Julia? Hmm, you have a point there. There seems to be a trend this week! (And um, there is another one coming soon…just a heads … Continue reading

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No Babies. No Illness.

There are no babies and (with deep respect) no life altering illnesses here, but I hope you will stick around. I’ll admit, I’m a huuge fan of the mommy-blogs. It is a sick obsession really, because I find myself looking … Continue reading

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My Social Life.

My social life has changed so much over the past few years. I live at my University Residence in Toronto, and it’s a bit of an island. Suffice to say I don’t get out much. Granted my school work takes … Continue reading

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I stumbled across some deep stuff tonight–about memories, and our lack there of. Here is a snippet from the book, “A Million Miles in a Thousand Years,” by Donald Miller. Begin there… The saddest thing about life is you don’t … Continue reading

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Mercy, Tolerance, Patience, Love.

I’ve never considered myself a full blown advocate for many things. I am a feminist (but not too feminist), I was a vegetarian (but not a vegan), I have morals (but I’m not stuffy), and embarrassingly, I’m a Christian (but … Continue reading

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