Monthly Archives: April 2009

My normal good humor seems to be reasserting itself. I had the most traumatic experience of my life and am adrift and alone. How can I be mostly cheerful? I’m finding in some ways I’m putting on a more serious … Continue reading →

I was cleaning off my desk and found a cd from BMG that had arrived months ago, just after Steve died. I kept shuffling it from place to place, wondering how to notify them of his death, but I had … Continue reading →

I’m 38. I feel 148 on the outside and about 8 on the inside. I’m having a good day. Wish me well if you would. I need all the help I can get.

And another spring rolls around. It feels like it shouldn’t, but it has. My allergies are, of course, letting me know how much they hate me. The grass is growing like a bad weed which really makes sense since my … Continue reading →

I’m exhausted by spring. My mom has put her house on the market so most of the family was over there helping get the place ready for video and pictures and showings. Tiring work. I come home to an empty … Continue reading →