Pain and Memorial Services

So I may be off of the grid for a few days as I head to my Mother-in-Laws memorial. I realize that while I'm sad because I miss her, I am lucky to have been able to get to know her. I can't be sad for her that she is gone because she doesn't know she's gone, or if you believe in the afterlife, she is somewhere off in the ether haunting people who annoyed her or just for fun. I hope she's haunting people for fun.

The pain of losing someone is really transitional. One day you are perfectly fine, then you realize you will never hear that person's voice again, or receive a silly gift from them, or have someplace to send that silly gift you bought. Everything is transitory.

I'm also in the process of possibly buying a house, looking for a job, writing the last zombie book in my series, going to get stuff I left behind when I moved, wondering where I can make more friends (it is surprisingly hard for an introverted writer to meet people), and all the while I am losing myself in random books I wish would never end. Except the last one I read, THE SEX LIVES OF CANNIBALS, terrible book, well, mostly just boring.

I just wanted to let anyone that follows this know, I am still around even if I'm not on social media a lot. And I appreciate you, all of you, as long as you aren't eating my brains.