Giving Seasonal

Home. Where the heart is.

I’ve been thinking a lot about home this past year – the home that lives in our hearts and for many of us, the place of belonging that shelters and welcomes us when we need it most. (Pssst…this is actually the main theme of a poetry collection I’m writing for release in 2024!)

Over the past few years, I’ve volunteered with a coalition, Kenora Moving Forward (KMF), that provides support and advocacy for people affected by lack of housing, racism, discrimination, addiction, mental health issues, and poverty in the Kenora region. This year, in lieu of gifts, I’ve made a donation to the coalition to help continue its work of providing warm meals and safe spaces of belonging for some of our town’s most vulnerable citizens.

When you spend time with people who are without stable housing, you get a different picture of what home really means. You learn it’s more than just an address. It’s where we find our people. It’s where we find hope.

If you’d like to learn more about Kenora Moving Forward and what you can do to support its ongoing efforts, visit their website.

You’ll see a link to donate via Canada Helps at the bottom of the page or go to (select Kenora Moving Forward in the drop down on the right hand column). A tax receipt is provided.

Whatever you can do will warm many hearts.

From our home to yours

Wishing you the love, laughter,
welcome and warmth
of family, friends, and community.

Leanne and Michael Fournier
A christmas ornament of a woman in an old style dress holding a gift, tree branches and lights surround her.
Charity begins at home.

And more gifts! Listen to Heart’s lovely rendition of “Here is Christmas”

The lyrics speaks to what we all hope for Christmas…

The night was black and velvet 
The stars were all around 
A stranger landed lightly 
on the frosty ground 
His eyes were wide with wonder 
Filled with stars and space 
He'd searched the heavens over 
Till he found this place 
A sweet and snowy carol echoed in his ears 
A song so faint and distant, 
so strong it drew him here 
Here is Christmas come inside 
Here is Christmas far and wide 
A thousand candles burning bright 
Here is Christmas shining in our eyes 
He wandered through the city 
Lost in the shopping crowds 
People rushing people pushing 
He watched without a sound 
Cash machines were singing 
about the biggest year 
But above this strange confusion 
The carol still rang clear 
Then he saw a raggedy man 
with an ancient mandolin 
And he knew he'd found the answer 
when the song began again 
Here is Christmas come inside 
Here is Christmas far and wide 
A million candles burning bright 
Here is Christmas shining in our eyes  

By Leanne

Leanne is MightyWrite’s lead writer. She believes in the power of stories that focus on our humanity and how what we bring to the world and each other is what really matters.

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