I am so proud to be a Canadian.

Friendships that don't fit my life anymore have faded away, and new ones have come in.

I've realized that the world is, in essence, full of banana peels - loaded with things that may unwittingly trip an internal wire in my mind, opening a floodgate of fears without warning.

We all waited on an afterlife. Only I planned to be alive for mine.

Being in the dark, there's a real weight to it. It's heavy.

A little goes a long way in Somalia: $5 will feed a person there for about two weeks.

I'm not afraid of IED's, bullets, mortars.