It’s late. I overslept. That’s not accurate. Sleep plays tricks on the grieving, coming and going outside of regularly scheduled programming. Last night’s program was scheduled to play until circa 0500, maybe 0600 depending on the sloth rating of my mind. Instead, on this morning, sleep shut down programming at 0300-ish and woke me upContinue reading “Sleep’s understudy”
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The shadow, the tree and the road
Life is unpredictable and unforgiving. You must accept the things it offers up without warning. Offer is the wrong word, it implies that I have a choice to accept it or not. Some things are offered and some are just dropped, unceremoniously right in your lap. There’s no getting around them. Slammed into existence. Continue reading “The shadow, the tree and the road”
Becoming a Widow 