The Thirteenth Year

May. The month of darkness. The month of flashbacks, nightmares, anger at being robbed of loved ones... It's hell. I suffer silently; no one is particularly interested in what I have to say. I remind myself it isn't personal, some people simply aren't full-fledged human beings. C'est la vie. Thirteen years ago tonight, my mother's … Continue reading The Thirteenth Year

Necessary Caturday Humor

I guess I survived another week feeling like a caged animal, among other things. I've only gotten claustrophobic once, in an MRI machine, but now I am claustrophobic wearing a mask and feeling stuck indoors since I am a destination walker and nearly all destinations are closed. I'm hoping I can avoid hyperventilating in Walmart … Continue reading Necessary Caturday Humor