Saturday, July 4, 2015
This has been a week that in no uncertain terms has slapped me up and reminded me that I'm alive. Unflinchingly and unapologetically. No matter how much time you have to prepare for the death of someone you love it stings when the sad news finally arrives. Add the failing health of a pet into the mix. The ongoing background stresses of selling the house and resolving the lawsuit. Then last night that started out as an adventure but deteriorated into an ordeal. I'm functioning on maybe four hours of sleep and that does not help my sluggish sadness. Still, I'm ready to launch into my birthday week with renewed spirits. Like newspapermen in long ago days would say, let's put this issue to bed. Along with this last week. And soon, me.