In one of my forays into blogging, I started a blog at Today dot com. I did well for months but then, as usual, it died out. I was thinking of copying everything and bringing it here but figured it would be easier to link to the blog. There is stuff in there that I'd like to keep. But I really hate the format and all the ads at Today and will continue here.
So it's been a month, 30 days, an eternity, a minute, since Allen died. Those two words are not meant to be together. Allen + dead. I am still sick over the fact that not only is he gone forever, but I wasn't able to say goodbye. Not while he was still cognizant and I was not able to go to the services. I was going to be 'given the opportunity' to visit his death bed but only after he was unresponsive. That was ridiculous. What good would that have been to him or me? And as for the service, his new wife was soooooo upset and worried because she heard I was going to go. God forbid I should go say goodbye to someone I loved for more years than she's been alive. Anyway too many people made me feel like I wouldn't be welcome so I stayed home in bed. The only great thing to come out of all this is that our kids are back together, loving each other, for the first time in years and years.
Plans for tonight: do a load of laundry, knit on Carol's convertible mitt (have one done and started the cuff on the other); bake some cookies and hide some for Christmas; watch tv.
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