In Memoriam

It has taken decades for me to finally appreciate life and living - I recall spending a fair amount of time in my teens and an embarrassingly huge part of my 20s (both early and late, can you believe it) thinking that if I just proceeded to despatch myself into the next world through a glorious orgy of self-medication, nobody would particularly be concerned least of all me.

Now that I have The Son and The Husband things are drastically different. I wouldn't miss my mortgages and car payments (or even the most recent consignment of Cookie Museum Berry Lite cookies still sitting unopened in my house) if I suddenly left, but I could not exist in a world where these 2 did not.

So to Jane, who lost her family and her life at age 36, I am so so sorry.