I made it through the anniversary. In fact, I was pretty much OK with it. When I lit Will’s candle and said a prayer over him, I didn’t even cry—all I felt was peace. I looked over at the chair he used to occupy and remembered what he looked like relaxing in it, watching TVContinue reading “Behind The Mask”
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Fear Factor
Did I ever tell you that I’m afraid of everything? Pantophobia is its formal name, which makes me feel a little better since I know I’m not the only person on earth who experiences a deep and abiding fear of life, particularly its more unpleasant aspects. I’m serious. I’m afraid of spiders. I’m afraid ofContinue reading “Fear Factor”
Rock, Paper, Scissors
And now, back to life in the real world where I’m still out of work, there are few suitable prospects, and I’m playing Rock, Paper, Scissors with the utility bills to try and figure out which is going to suck least when it gets shut off. If I let the phone bill go, not only I but myContinue reading “Rock, Paper, Scissors”
The Crying Game
Dear God, how I hate crying. I’ve never been much of a crier. I take pride in that. I have this thing about dignity, and running off at the nose and having red, puffy eyes are not dignified in the least. One of the most embarrassing moments of my teenage years featured my bursting into tears—in public!—overContinue reading “The Crying Game”
