An update to Wednesday’s entry.

Just to prove I wasn’t lying:

I finally begin to the transition from having my emotions buffeted by world events to focusing again on my personal sphere. I feel almost guilty for doing so, but life couldn’t go on any other way. My mother died somewhat unexpectedly a year ago today. I had wanted to visit the gravesite today, but I…

*sigh* I was beginning to think I’d be able to hold onto my good health for 2011. That’s all I ask for. One good year. The Fates are contrary/ornery/just plain mean. I actually don’t know what the problem is. It started Monday this week with a general sensitivity in my lower back. I figured I’d…

I stink. It’s not even ten o’clock in the morning, and I stink. I hosed myself down, and I still stink. I offend myself and therefore can imagine how others will react to my presence today. I am pariah, condemned to remain in my office or in the grungier areas of the plant for the…

I love the phrase “shining my flashlight on the moon”. It mixes equal measures of futility and hope, and yet it’s the hope that wins out. Shining My Flashlight On The Moon © 1997 Christine Lavin Just a trace of gold in the leaves today there’s just a touch of grey in my hair the…