Keep Your Scale of One to Ten: I’m a 12

I am exceptional for many reasons, but one you wouldn’t likely guess is that for a reasonably healthy 40 year old I’ve gone under the knife a bunch. Nothing cosmetic, and I have no bionic parts. Maybe that makes it more extraordinary? Hard for me to say, but statistically I’d imagine so. When I first…

For You, of whom we do not speak

The day just passed and I didn’t register it. Five years.  Recently there has been a sorrow in me I couldn’t identify. Now I understand. It’s natural I didn’t have the date in mind. We barely speak of you. Of your loss.    What is that?! Why don’t we talk about you? Because it is too…