Written by Rehtaeh Parson (sometime between the assault and her death) I am Rehtaeh Parsons. Born on December 9th, 1995 in Halifax, NS and raised in Cole Harbour, NS. My parents split up before I was even born, but they raised me outstandingly well. I gained different characteristics and learned a lot from each of
A couple days ago I posted a letter we received from the donor recipient of Rehtaeh’s heart. This post is from a recipient of one of her kidneys. We’ve become friends since then and I’m grateful for his kindness and support. Today is also his birthday. Written on Facebook on the 10th of April, 2018.
I imagine this day six years ago was pretty hectic for you. A phone call, frantic packing to get ready, the nervous preparations for an operation that would change your life. For us, the preparations were much different. A church service, picking a grave site, phone calls from family and friends, and trying to figure
Well, today is here again, and again I'm breaking into pieces. I don't have a poem or story about loss, or grief, or love. I just have this photo I looked at this morning and thought of what I would give to sit on that bench beside you for just one minute. I would give
Yesterday morning I filed a complaint with The Office of the Information Commissioner of Canada against the Royal Canadian Mounted Police for violating Canada’s Access to Information Act. Recently, the Globe and Mail posted a story by Robyn Doolittle about making requests for police records. She finds that it usually takes “between one and three […]
I never called my daughter on the day she died. I had always been so proud of how often we talked to each other, but on the day she died I never called. I remember sitting on the couch and thinking about calling her, but I didn’t. I went to bed and woke up to a […]