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acknowledgements

To paraphrase that African proverb, it takes a village to raise a child; it also takes a village to publish a novel. I would like to thank everyone at Dundurn Press, and in particular, my deep gratitude to my editor, Michael Carroll, for his faith and guidance.

I would also like to thank the Toronto Public Library for its wonderful writer-in-residence program. It was through that program that I met Dennis Bock, Eliza Clark, and Helen Humphreys. Special thanks to Helen Humphreys for her kindness and generosity. To get the encouragement and critique of these talented writers meant so much to me. Thanks also to the wonderfully supportive members of my former writing group: David Whitton, Nitin Deckha, and Shari Lapena. I have so many fond memories of our monthly meetings. To Debbie Wolgelerenter, Bernice Landry, and Mary O’Connell, thank you for your friendship, support, advice, and ideas.

During my years at York University, I was blessed with many amazing professors, but I would like to give particular thanks to Marie Rickard and Janet Lewis for seeing a potential in me I didn’t know I had.

But most of all, my deepest gratitude and love to my mom, my brothers, and my sisters — they are that special something that always remains.

Though nothing can bring back the hour

Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;

We will grieve not, rather find

Strength in what remains behind …

—William Wordsworth,

“Ode on Intimations of Immortality from

Recollections of Early Childhood”

Grief moves us like love. Grief is love …

Love as a backwards glance.

— Helen Humphreys, The Lost Garden