This blog post has been a journey of sorts of constantly looking backwards, forwards, and sideways. I wrote about #MeToo a few months ago, making a stance that ultimately, our job is to support a victim of sexual harassment/assault and to encourage these victims to not be afraid to speak up. Until that blog post, I was silent when topics of sexual harassment or assault came … Continue reading Are We Free in Our Sexual Revolution?
My eye is drawn to the person standing on the sidelines of a group. The person who does not seem to interact. The person who does not seem to know anyone. I see lonely people everywhere, down the street, sitting opposite of me, and behind me. I know them because I was one of them. Sometimes I still am one of them. Once you have … Continue reading The Lonely Demographic
We all want to feed the homeless around Christmas-time, but we forget in the New Year. We idealise our actions helping the homeless but underestimate the struggle of trying to help. About a year ago, I got involved in the soup run which the Salvation Army runs; and it has been both difficult and eye-opening. For the last year, I have seen the invisible part … Continue reading Soup Run 101
Hey guys, it’s me, Savvy, this week! During the holidays, Rachel and I like to team up and write our blog posts together (#SavvyandRachelSeries). Last week, Rachel and I talked about all of the personal change in our lives. It’s weird to think about all of the things has happened. Remember in the early days, this blog was called ‘One, Not Two’ (read about it here) or … Continue reading Savvy and Rachel’s Greatest Hits (So Far)
Photo by the lovely Divya who I miss every much #savvylovesdivvy I was sitting on a train this last Tuesday morning. I was on my way to see an old friend of mine who is moving to New Zealand. I watched the fields of green grass and lambs go by and I thought about all of the people in my life, my friends, how much I love them, … Continue reading Why Friendship Changes as an Adult
I don’t like the idea of submission, of keeping quiet with the slightly bowed head, to honor those in authority who do not deserve it, to be gracious to those who do not give grace to me. I prefer the quick and deadly retort, the one sentence that will silence them, and the quiet rebellion, coals burning blue. Yet submission is a huge part of … Continue reading My Crisis With Submission
“So, Rachel, you want to be a writer?” the cook asks me. I’m at work but it’s a slow night so I linger in the kitchen to chat with the staff. I nod my head and the cook says, “To be a writer, you have to touch reality.” Of course. Write what you know. I’ve been working in a restaurant for the past four months … Continue reading You Can’t Touch Me
The world is going mad. With shootings, bombings, politics, racism, and with the future seeming so uncertain, that this seems like the appropriate response; the world is going mad. In my line of work as a nanny, not many things scares me, though the weight of responsibility is sobering. Have you ever seen a baby choking on food or a baby causally trying to lodge an … Continue reading Not Yet