Thursday, April 25, 2013
May May Be Better. Maybe.
I haven't blogged in so long I was almost afraid I'd forgotten how. To tell you the truth, I have kind of forgotten how some features work. Geez. Luckily, I'm a pretty quick study.
April's been a tough month. Tough is perhaps too mild a word. It's been like the freakin' Apocalypse. My precious puppy died on the 12th. She was a grand old dame at age 17 and I'm so glad that she lived a long, pampered, and happy life. Unfortunately, she had gotten senile and arthritic and fairly lethargic, and I know she wasn't enjoying life much any more. It comforts me -- somewhat -- to know that her sweet spirit is free and happy now over the Rainbow Bridge. Still, I miss her so, so much. My place feels so empty without her.
Six days after her death, my father died. He had recently been diagnosed with emphysema and pulmonary fibrosis. And no, he never smoked a cigarette in his life. My sister had come to Virginia and moved him to her home in North Carolina, never thinking for an instant that his time was coming so soon. He passed away on the 18th, not even two weeks after she moved him in with her. My sister and I had just met a cousin of ours on Dad's side who we never even knew existed 'til about three weeks ago -- my parents had some very peculiar tendencies, such as not telling us about Lord only knows how many relatives -- so I ended up traveling to North Carolina with him and his brother on the morning of the 19th. We all managed to get everything done that has to be done when these things happen, and we had the memorial service on Saturday evening after the cremation was done earlier Saturday.
Other personal calamities, albeit not of this magnitude, have occurred throughout the month of April, the sum total of which have led me to declare April 2013 positively Apocalyptic. And, of course, the whole country has been plagued with the horrible Boston bombing, the Midwest flooding, sinkholes, earthquakes, avalanches, ad infinitum.
The weather has been positively schizophrenic -- hot one day, cold the next. If I go to work sleeveless, it could be freezing by the time I get home. If I wear a sweater, chances are it'll be 80 by the time I get home.
April has been just crazy for practically everyone I know. Man, I hope May is better.