“Hey girlie” no more and looking forward

Christmas week was tumultuous, the unexpected loss of my¬†very dear old friend the Saturday before left me feeling shattered¬†with grief and more fragile than I ever care to admit. My world is a smaller place without him in it anymore, and as much as anything I mourn our silly, intermittent communications throughout the year. Hard…

Hot mess

Why is it the one time I stop somewhere after the gym is the Sunday morning when lots of people I know are out shopping? M has this lower leg itch thing that flares up frequently in the winter, and his favored treatment is a Walmart-branded anti-itch cream. He had texted me at the gym…