The past year was hard. A lot happened. The good, the bad, and the ugly. As I post here, my story will unfurl. I plod along these days having recently had my second hip replacement surgery and then the setback of three pulmonary embolisms. Most people barely survive one - I had three! I miss my mother very much. I do believe in the cliché that she is in a better place. She was a total lunatic, but she was my lunatic and I loved her and miss her. She is at peace now. This photo is of a table in her apartment, which I have repurposed for my own use. This would please her. For the passerby, it's decorated with knickknacks, but they are remembrances of my mother... a little altar, if you will.
