So...I thought 2007 was pretty hairy but 2008 is getting so ridiculously crazy I'm almost starting to develop a grim sense of humor about it. In this week's news: my mom broke her hip on Wednesday and had surgery yesterday (her 87th birthday, no less). The surgery seemed to go okay but we'll know more soon. She is completely zonked on drugs and saying a lot of strange things right now. Ergo: I haven't had time or focus to research an art show completely for today. The Yiddish word for my current mood: fertumult.

Meanwhile, just found out from Jen that her co-worker and our good friend, totaled his car last night (walking away with bruises but no serious injuries, fortunately). Jeez. (Feel better soon, Al!!)

I think of the people of Myanmar and China and such troubles seem petty but I also know you can never compare such things. Are you having a cavalcade of bad news, affecting you or those near and dear to you? Is it something in the stars? The water? Or maybe, at least in my case, it's just TIME: that sad period in life when the members of the previous generation in your family (and your aging pets) simply reach the end of their days. In the past two years, we've lost six close relatives and three beloved pets.

Will is so stoic. Keeps repeating "death is a part of life, life is a part of death." Oddly, it helps.

May 16, 2008 in Autobiographical Urges | Permalink

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*sends you cuddles*

Posted by: Noel at May 19, 2008 10:18:37 AM

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