Four weeks ago, Bob suffered an impressive heart attack and we both fell off the map.
They say you never miss the water ’till the well runs dry.
As the details around the insurrection settled into my chest like a bad cold, I realized it had shattered my belief that regardless of our political leanings, we were all Americans who held some things sacred.
Sound bytes are eating my brain. Make it stop!
At 66, I am at an odd nexus in my personal development: hyper-aware of my strengths and weaknesses and yet irrationally rebellious.