I’m in a transitional phase; not the last transition I’ll go through. However, that is getting closer, too.

I moved here to the city of my birth, I told myself, to find my father. However, upon reflection, I really came to find her…

My daughter is 11 going on much more, and we are, just the 2 of us, planning on going back to where I originally came from, all those years ago looking for Dad and I’m that now.

My parents came from the east, which reminds me of the old joke: “What do you call a Newfoundlander who runs out of money on the way to Toronto? A Cape Bretoner!”

I’ve learned much about parenting from being a parent. She has taught me by being honest, and I have learned from her by being teachable.

The lessons continue…