Letting Go in Kathmandu

It was February of 2007.  Four years had passed since I ran from the wreckage of widowhood in Los Angeles.  In my native Toronto, people knew the Tambre who loved life, not the Tambre who sometimes wished for the numbness of death.  I’d left Los Angeles hoping to heal...

A Very Special Valentine

A decade ago today, my late husband would have been sitting at a morning doctor’s appointment, one I did not know about.  It was at this appointment he would have been handed the test results to support what his doctor was about to tell him.  His cancer was spreading...

Choice = Freedom

In yesterday’s blog, I shared with you about the point in Gary’s journey through cancer where I hit a wall.  At one point, leaving was the only answer I could come up with…and it wasn’t acceptable.  I loved Gary, but more than that I had given him my word when we...

Screw Graceful, Polite & Doing it Right

Throughout our lives, and even throughout our day, we tend to wear multiple masks.  We have certain ways we present ourselves at work, with friends and in our intimate relationships.  It isn’t appropriate to show up and interact the same way in our job as we do...
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