No Silver Lining…
Sunday morning 5am and there is a light dusting of snow. The streets are deserted.
Sunday morning 5am and there is a light dusting of snow. The streets are deserted.
The past week has been analogous to traveling a very dark long and winding road. All the important women in my life have left the building…other mother, Ethel, Queen E. […]
Talk about uncomfortable conversations. I had to have an adult heart to heart with my mother. The sex talk was way easier than the funeral discussion. Some realities are better […]
My mom is definitely of sound mind. She is a character. Lately, she has been cracking me up.