Learning from Greg

A few years ago, I walked past a church on a night walk.

On the front steps were rows of children's shoes. There wasn't a sign explaining them. The church left them there for about a week and closed its front doors so no one would disturb them. It was a powerful statement that's stuck with me.

I love this country. It's given me and my family so much. But there are parts of our history that are hard to look at. What I appreciate is that we choose to look anyway. We haven't gotten it all right. But owning it has to start somewhere.

My uncle Gregory Dias came to Canada as a refugee and built a full life here. For years now, he's been volunteering with Indigenous communities across the country.

He's shown me that accountability isn't only about what we did. Sometimes it's about what we've benefited from, and deciding what to do with that. I'm still figuring out what my part looks like.

Learning from Greg's a pretty good place to start.

Today is the National Day for Truth and Reconciliation.