Hey. I'm back.
While walking, laughing, crying, dancing, and marching in the cemetery this morning, I had an epiphany. I need a selfie drone to follow me and record my attitudinal changes while walking in the cemetery. It occurred to me as I switched from a audible laugh thinking about a book club conversation I had recently with friends (which oddly, had nothing to do with the book) to a teary-eyed suppressed sob as I passed by the taken-too-soon "Always Daddy" headstone. I breathed deeply and leveled out into a stroll under the towering pines, hopped back onto the cemetery proper, and marched up the hill like a soldier. I was alone. I wasn't wearing headphones. I enjoyed my own thoughts, And am my own best counsel. But I felt a little crazy. It was then I decided: I'm going to blog again. Now, I know you're all saying, " Lynne! That's fabulous! We've missed you so !!!" Or maybe not, but frankly, I don't give a damn, my dear. I blog f...