It has been the most trying two months of my life, this year. I haven’t been posting or Tweeting too much because I never know if our son will read my posts, and it’s our wish to keep him safe. Not a great idea to convey bad news to a young soldier on the field of combat in Afghanistan, so the news creeps from the shadowed, cobwebby corners after all is said and done, and hopefully happily resolved.
On August 24th I lost one of my best friends, a woman my partner and I knew for almost 20 years, whom our son knew as Aunt Kathy. She’d been having a series of strokes, and one afternoon in June she fell to another and was rushed to the hospital. In the emergency room she had the final one, and coded. Kathy went into a coma from which she never recovered. ↓ Read the rest of this entry…








