Morgan Freeman in “Solos”   It’s happening more and more. I look at this blank blog page and don’t know where to go with it. So, I fall into my usual stream of consciousness and let ‘er rip. Sometimes I feel like I am getting there; to a manageable place where I can get up in the morning and face another day, head-on, in my new life. Other days I feel broken. I am. There is no denying that the kicking and screaming part of the mourning process is hard, damn hard. It’s uncomfortable, nauseating, fear-based, horrifying and dreadful. I … Continue reading →