“When sorrows come, they come not single spies. But in battalions!”
― William Shakespeare, Hamlet
Sorry I have been AWOL. It will continue for a while. I still grieve the death of my grandson. My daughter still suffers nightmares, flashbacks, and sorrow beyond description. My rented home has been put up for sale and potential buyers constantly tromp through gawking. I was burglarized Thanksgiving weekend and my jewelry was stolen. Someone stabbed one of my new tires last week. I am moving. It’s hard.