Every so often I look at the Statcounter and see there are still a few folks visiting, if only, perhaps, to look for updates.
I'm at a very low point right now (very, very low) but maybe as I come through, I'll be able to share more, to revive the blog. And even just being here is fraught.
Loss is indeed scary, but this scary is hard to read about, let alone write about. And it's not that I don't want to bum out readers. But sometimes I feel like the cliché "mother who fell apart" after her babies died, even if it was "understandable" with the unending horrors from TTC up until today, even. Someone you see on one of *those* shows on TLC. You know what I mean.
Thank you for stoping by, old friends and new.
(Thanks to Mel at Stirrup-Queens.)
