T’is the season of dread

To everyone else it may be Fall.   It may be wonderful times of cool days and cold nights, falling leaves and anticipation of snow days, holidays, family time.

 

For me, it’s cold and achy bones.   It’s anticipation of snow – and not being able to navigate my driveway.    It’s dread – constant battering by tv “news” people, who think that a big rain storm needs at least an hour of coverage, and snow must need hours and hours because it just might be that an inch falls and we miss it!   

Eleven years ago today, I kissed my Bear at the airport, fell into his arms and sobbed, because he was the only one who could make me feel safe again.   Mother was gone, at 3 in the morning, and I was all alone against the Evils.  

 

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