I MUST DO MY TAXES

but here is a blogette. the past couple of days i have been feeling better.

for two weeks, with the ambulance bill and the marker selection and seeing more people at work as the bi-monthly Grand Rounds bring me face to face with Those Who Know and - even harder - Those Who Don't Know, i was drained from the sadness and the sobbing and the pain.

when i don't see people or i don't have anything come in the mail that's distressing or i don't spend time looking into ky's eyes in pictures or i just don't let myself "go there," it can be easier.

and yet also, last saturday i saw a dear friend i hadn't seen in years who knew kyle during his junior & high school days, a mother of his good friend. we spoke for a long time about kyle, i told the story again, and being with her was lovely and comforting and i was full of peace afterward.

so the roller coaster has come to a stop. the passengers are debarking. but look, they're forming a line. no doubt it will take off again all too soon.

but, to the taxes!!!