You made us feel like us

Hey Ash. I’m still finding it really hard to fathom that you’re not here anymore. You left really suddenly, and none of us saw it coming. There are SO many people who miss you, and are aching from your absence.

The first time I met you was probably 8 or 9 years ago. You were in a pretty rough space, and you knew that you had some major struggles coming around the corner. I wanted to help, and the only thing you asked for was a Bible; a lifeline to hold onto in the storms that were coming.

I didn’t see much of you for a while after that. When you returned to Parkdale, you were doing SO much better. You had a lot of supports, and you were really leaning into them. You started spending a lot of time with us at The Dale, volunteering and participating in various ways.

Then COVID happened, and we didn’t see you for a bit. We had to figure out how to run our lunch and breakfast drop-ins outside and to-go. It felt really crummy to have to ask people to line up for meals, when we have chosen to sit around tables to eat together. But we had to, and that was that.

We tried lots of things to make the line ups more Dale-ish (spreading ourselves out along the line to chat with people, etc). A kind person, Brad, came along and helped us to serve the meals for the first few months of COVID, which was really great.

Then you turned back up, and wanted to start volunteering again. This coincided with our new friend Brad needing to step back from volunteering with us. So you became the person who helped us set up, and hand out the meals on Mondays and Thursdays. You also helped us set up for church when we met outside under a tent. If someone showed up late and there weren’t enough chairs, you would quietly fetch another one and make sure the newcomer had space to sit and belong.

We really came to rely on you, and were so grateful for your presence. Whenever you were away, we would ask “okay, so who wants to ‘Ash’ today?” The role that you played at The Dale went far deeper than “food server” or “chair fetcher”– you helped us to feel like us. We have always wanted to involve as many people as possible in the running of our programming, and COVID took that away from us. But when you showed back up and started helping out, the COVID-era Dale felt more like The Dale.

There are many ways that you contributed to the life of The Dale, and to the lives of your friends, but this is the thing I want to thank you for today. Thank you for helping us through this pandemic, in so many ways. We miss you, and we love you.

By joannacatherinemoon

I am the Lead Community Worker at The Dale Ministries in Parkdale, Toronto, ON. The Dale seeks to create safe welcoming spaces in which all people, particularly those on the margins, are encouraged to participate fully, to the best of their abilities and journey together toward a deeper experience of the life God has given us. This blog is meant to help keep my supporters connected with life at The Dale.


  1. I’m so sorry Joanna.

    I’m facing the loss of my dearest friend, Liz, who is in Langley. It is devastating that I probably won’t get to see her again in person, in this lifetime. Our friendship feels so old and deep – like we’ve known each other in many lifetimes… there is comfort in that, and in the many ways that she is part of me. But still. I will miss her deeply.

    Sending soothing balms for your grief.

    I am thinking of joining this workshop on writing through grief

    If it calls in any way, let me know, and I’ll sponsor you.

    The poet who is hosting the workshop recently lost both her dad and her son

    She writes a poem every day, which she posts here:

    Much love to you, Elaine 💔


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