Feed on

In between planning Christmas duets (yes, I know that last one wasn’t a duet), I did a little writing.

Let me start at the beginning. A few months ago, when everything started to go really wrong, Erika and I talked about how much it all sucked. She didn’t think talking about it with each other was enough. “We should lodge an official complaint,” she said. “Wouldn’t that would make a great story? A ‘Cease & Desist’ letter to Death.” We discussed extending the invitation to all our author friends. We’d make a compilation of short stories based on the theme and donate the proceeds.

I don’t know if the anthology will ever come to pass, but I decided to do my portion of the job. The result, a short story called Afterlife Lessons, goes out for sale on Amazon in a few days. All the proceeds will go to Planned Parenthood. My dear friend Kimberly seldom had health insurance in her adult life. Planned Parenthood was usually her best option for basic health care. This feels like the last thing I can do for her.

Thank you all for accompanying me on this journey of grief. It isn’t over and it won’t be for some time, but I’m getting through day by day. Writing blogs and short stories gives me an outlet for some of the ache, and I am more grateful for it than I can express.

Here’s to the new year. May 2020 bring us all fewer tears and more cheers.

Kimberly has to go feed the cat. Even grief has to wait for that.

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