on this side of the grave…but then….
once in a lifetime the longed-for tidal wave
of justice can rise up
and hope and history rhyme.”
So I apologize, even though I know I don’t need to. Jamey’s anniversary and the unearthing of some old, pre-tumor videos have kind of rattled me a bit. I haven’t been able to focus much on the blog…or on work…or on much of anything at all, quite frankly. I’m going through a bit of a funk right now–this isn’t something that is completely related to Jamey’s health issues. I’ve had an intimate relationship with “funks” for most of my life. I know when they’re brief and not of great concern; I also know when they’re more serious and do warrant a higher level of intervention. Right now is not one of the “serious” times. In fact, I’m not necessarily depressed(not in the way I usually become, at least.) I’m just–off.
As far as Jamey’s health is concerned, we’re still in a holding pattern. There were a few issues that occurred this week that were disturbing, gross and comical all rolled into one. I’m waiting until I can share with you in a way that maintains dignity, conveys my point and puts a smile on your(and my) face.
In the meantime, here’s Jamey and my wedding song. It seems apt at a time like this.
Thanks, again, to all who continue to support. And thanks for the cards, gift cards and emails. It is comforting to know you all care.
And keep sharing the blog, damnit. Misery loves and deserves company.