pondering

On April 2, 2002, I got laid off. Well, maybe fired. It was a situation where no one did anything wrong, but the job was just a wrong fit for my skills and, well, my income goals. The problem is, I was just about to buy a house: the day before the…

Tomorrow marks the two-year anniversary of the death of my brother, Paul. So, it’s not a great week. But I also know that what happened this week two years ago set a new course for me, in a completely roundabout way. It’s complicated. And…