A letter to my niece

Dear Holly, Sixteen years ago today, you came into this world. We were standing at MacIsaac (no, not us) Funeral Home at your grandfather’s wake when your dad called with the news. “It’s a girl!” It would be another couple of months before we met face to face. You were a bundled blanket of balled-up… Continue reading A letter to my niece

No chowdown

I’m sporting #sadface. It isn’t because today I got my second PFO letter (please eff off, for the uninitiated) in two days. It isn’t because I’ve had only one call for an interview for the 15 or so resumes I sent out last week. It isn’t even because it’s a full week more before I… Continue reading No chowdown