There are some places you visit once and enjoy, and then there are places that become part of who you are. For me, Pog Lake Campground in Algonquin Provincial Park is one of those places. Every time I drive through the gates of Algonquin, I feel a sense of calm wash over me. The towering pines, the winding roads, the familiar smell of the forest—it all feels like coming home. While I've camped in many beautiful parks across Ontario over the years, there is something about Alg

As 2025 comes to a close, I’ve been reflecting more than usual. This wasn’t a year of constant motion or highlight reels. It didn’t look like nonstop travel, packed calendars, or big, obvious wins. Instead, 2025 was slower, heavier, and far more internal — a year that asked me to sit with myself, even when I didn’t want to. Here is my year in review. My mental health became one of the defining themes of the year. I struggled deeply, and depression settled in quietly before t

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