A year ago, without warning, I lost my hero: my Dad. I wasn’t ready for him to go. It’s still hard to believe he’s gone. I have a gaping hole in my heart. I had so much more to ask him about, to share with him, to laugh together over. I miss late nights in…
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Ode to my Dad
It’s Father’s Day and since Canada Post workers are locked out, and my card to my Dad is likely still sitting in the post box by my office, I thought I’d do a little shout out to my papa from here. My Dad works as a metal fabricator for a local shop, which comes in…