New Year’s Day, minus the Happy.


January: The Mourning Month.

 Winter doldrums: I’m dragging my feet all the way in from the arena, the ground is dry, the grass is dead and the wind is cold as a slap in the face. Maybe I have an Auld Lang Syne hangover. Mourning and a desire to hibernate go hand in hand in January. It seems we lose alot of good people in this month. I’m missing a friend who passed 6 years ago this week....more

Mourning a Loss: Processing Divorce

Mood Swings I've been in a funk lately. A few weeks ago I was in denial. Last week I was deeply sad. This week, I'm angry....more