Gone but never forgotten – RIP Nate Black

RIP Nate Black

I don’t think I’ll ever find the words to say what you mean to me. If there is something we can all learn from Nate, it’s to live your life without fear of judgement and without regrets. Nate marched to the beat of his own drum. I always admired his magnetic energy and his unparalleled ability to bring people together. The world lost an incredible person today. I am so blessed to have had so many amazing memories with @natejamesblack. No one can ever take the place you hold in all of our hearts.

Happy 2015

It’s a new year, which means resolutions. Most vow to quit smoking, get back into shape or focus on their jobs. I however, have never been one for new years resolutions. I don’t need an excuse like the change in the calendar year as motivation. In fact, I started getting back into my fitness regimen in December… That being said, this year is a little different. After many long years ( and I really mean LONG), I will finally be finishing my degree at Ryerson in April. This means that I will no longer be tethered to the city of Toronto, or to Canada for that matter and the world will finally be my oyster.

So here are my goals for 2015:

1. Travel. As often and as far as possible. Turn down no opportunity to see the world and experience new cultures.

2. Put Myself First. Now this might seem redundant, however, in my life I often find myself worrying too much about pleasing others and not enough about what I want. This may come as a surprise to those familiar with my no bull shit personality, but any close friend of mine would tell you that I would give up everything and anything I have to help them.

3. Give Fewer Fucks. This is something I have been working on over the last few years, caring less and living more. Being less concerned about how I am being perceived by others, worrying less about the “what ifs?” and focusing more (way more), on the “why nots?”.




Today I am particularly grateful for my siblings. I have always known that my family dynamic isn’t like most. The 5 of us share a bond that extends far past genetic ties. When I first moved to Toronto just over 6 years ago, I couldn’t wait to get out of Montreal and out of my parents’ house. My sister, Michelle, was only 12 at the time and my brother, Brett, was spending his 11th grade in boarding. I never could have imagined that so many years later, I would be lucky enough to have Brett living in TO and that I would have managed to create an amazing friendship with Michelle despite the distance and age gap. We get so caught up in the hustle of daily life that we sometimes forget what really matters. School might be stressful, work might not be going well, my love life might be lacking – to say the least, but at the end of the day it’s comforting to know that there are people who love me unconditionally and who will be there waiting for me at whatever finish line I cross.

I love you both to the moon and back…