My father kept everything. And I mean damn near everything. Every old driving permit, insurance card, traffic ticket...

I doubt kids in Ukraine did more Ukrainian things in any given week than I did. betwen the ages of 8 and 15.

Born in Canada, I grew up in a working-class Ukrainian-speaking household.

Our house sucks - it has more faults & flaws than your average contractor could document in a day. But it's the best home ever.

Competition sometimes gets a bad rap - a mega-mart undercutting the mom-and-pop shop or the win-at-all-costs coach.

I was 64 before I lost someone whose death I felt at my very core. By that time, I’d lost both my parents and two high school basketball teammates, but none of these caused deep grief, at least not at the time.

Whether we cry or not when we grieve, we must not deny love transformed, as we would be lesser for it.

Children are supposed to bury their parents, not the other way around

Death was always on my periphery when I was a child, but I never had reason to cry for anyone until much later

A sacred space is not necessarily what you think it is. It doesn't have to include an altar, a tabernacle with chalice, pews, or prayer rugs.