I finally did it, again! Got rid of my hair! Another nemesis- gone! I hate messing with hair, coloring it, seeing the gray. Waking up in the morning with the Albert Einstein look, like a punk rock party gone bad. I am more of a quick shower, a dot of shampoo, and off we go…
I am where I need to be in this moment in my life at this time in this space. People come into my life all at the right time — for a reason, for a season, or for a lesson to be learned. People also leave — but they were there at the right time…
Follow up to today’s blog posts: Rona Musings Mourning and Rona Musings Blowing (My Brains Out) with Metallica The thing about mourning that I’ve learned is that to get through it and heal one has to let oneself feel every messy, weepy, screaming, sad, painful, nanosecond, of mourning. The thing about grief and mourning is, however,…
I just did a Target run. Typical department store in the age of Rona. Long line snaking around the store, six feet apart, one cashier open. Reminiscent of Black Friday. Reminded me why I avoid Black Friday shopping, actually. But back to dancing in the car. On the way home I was happy dancing in…
