Reflections

Today, during an afternoon shower, I started sobbing. I got to thinking about Mom. Again. When she passed, and during her funeral services, the tears wouldn’t come. There were plenty of tears in the the weeks after she was put in Hospice care, but when the time came to pay last respects? Dry as a…

[ticking time bomb]

Hi there. My name is Sarah. I’m 28 years old. I’m currently in possession of my appendix, tonsils, and gallbladder, which means that at some point THEY ARE GOING TO MALFUNCTION ALL AT ONCE AND I AM GOING TO DIE. I’m not crazy. I’m not. I have no actual research data to back up what I’m about…