. . . have been unbelievably bad around here.  One member of the family dead (a natural death at an advanced age, but still hard), another member diagnosed with not one, but two life-threatening diseases, a third raped and suffering from PTSD.  Beloved husband and I have been coping, but just barely.  Even the noble dog and the bloody cat have been affected by the stress in the house.  In case you were wondering, that’s why you haven’t heard from me for so long.

The repercussions continue, but I hope (always hope) that I will be able to start posting things again soon.