Breaking the Marriage Rules

Picture this, your marriage has its own personal umpire. The umpire is there to make sure none of the cardinal rules are broken. And when I say rules it's more than in sickness and in health. It's the down and dirty, the murky stuff that we know is wrong but we just can't somehow help ourselves. The tiny little dig, the raised eyebrow, the silent … [Read more...]

A broken heart

It was in January of this year that I first had an inkling there was something wrong with my heart. There were tests, angiograms and monitors, more tests, and then finally a triuphant call from my cardioligist. As I puffed my way up the steep incline of the treadmill he watched my heart screaming for help on a screen in front of him "there it is!". … [Read more...]

The Death of a Memory

My mother in law has a rich cache of memories that find their way easily into a conversation - a walk on the beach, a cup of tea in a comfortable chair, or on the bleachers of a child's baseball game. Her stories span from a rural childhood riding a horse to school to a young nursing career. Marriage lead to an expat life in the seventies in Asia … [Read more...]

Let Me Tell You A Story

It was here that the stories began, both on this page and in a hotel room surrounded by suitcases and small bodies. Their four faces held a pattern, a template from G and myself: his eyes, my chin, his long arms, my hair. While they were all different, you could tell they were the same, somehow linked, a product of us. In Canada they were four … [Read more...]

Before you put your pink bow on

October is a big month for our family, it begins with my son's birthday and ends with my husband's (which is usually completely overthrown by Halloween). Over the years it's meant four kids with four costume requirements and some crazy class party baking requests. A couple of years ago a breast cancer diagnosis meant I added chemo to the list of … [Read more...]

The Expat Mongrel

*Spoken at The Big Fat Expat Meet-up at the Shangri-La Shanghai* Before the pedigree plague of poodles of varying degrees, before the oodles, the spoodles, the cavoodles and groodles, or Golden Doodles depending on which part of the world you're from (Australians stop giggling now) before the oodles - there was your basic mongrel. The family … [Read more...]

Just Me and Steve

If you've ever moved country as a family, you know to expect the unexpected. For us, it has been a different experience for each move. But if I had to put seven moves together, it would look something like this: You arrive in your new location in a state of exhaustion from packing and saying an emotional goodbye to your previous destination. As … [Read more...]

Expats Are Travellers Who Stay Still

I read somewhere that expats are travellers who stay still. In my early expat years I used to get a bit miffed when people likened my expat life to their backpacking years. Yes, just like it. Except you possibly didn't struggle to get the home phone connected or the electricity back on. You didn't worry about your residency permit or the … [Read more...]

There were 65 expat women in a room

There were 65 women in the room. Women of all different nationalities, skin colour and religion. It was an after-hours event, organized specifically for the networking purposes of international professional women. Before it was my turn to speak to the group I asked two questions of the crowd. "How many of you initially moved to Qatar because … [Read more...]

How Do You Re-Invent Your Career? This Is What I Did.

The invitation to speak came in the form of a message, a night with the Qatar Professional Women's Network, would I be interested in speaking? I checked out the evite "Hear our speakers talk about how they reinvented their careers since moving to Doha". So how do you re-invent your career? How did I re-invent mine? Let’s start from the … [Read more...]