8 04, 2019

Dear Donor Recipient

By |2019-04-08T17:51:08+00:00April 8th, 2019|Categories: Random Posts, Rehtaeh Parsons|Tags: |1 Comment

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 out how we were ever going to say goodbye. Throughout

4 04, 2019

In Loving Memory of Rehtaeh Anne Parsons

By |2019-04-04T14:26:02+00:00April 4th, 2019|Categories: Random Posts, Rehtaeh Parsons|Tags: |9 Comments

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 everything Rae. Rehtaeh Anne Parsons You made a difference in

19 02, 2019

Access to Information Complaint Against the RCMP #RehtaehParsons

By |2019-03-27T15:15:52+00:00February 19th, 2019|Categories: Rehtaeh Parsons|Comments Off on Access to Information Complaint Against the RCMP #RehtaehParsons

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 months for complainants to get copies of police records.” Todays […]

19 02, 2019

I Never Called Her #suicideawareness = #suicideprevention

By |2019-02-19T06:34:58+00:00February 19th, 2019|Categories: Rehtaeh Parsons|Tags: , , |Comments Off on I Never Called Her #suicideawareness = #suicideprevention

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 nightmare that will never end. I hate myself for that, […]

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