Seems the muse is AWOL again, or, my life is boring and
mundane. That said, this morning while
listening to the, Ladies of The Round Table, aka The Coven, one member said
something that stirred something inside me.
She is 82, her husband ran the service department of the oldest
car dealership in town, and this morning she said, “I am NOT a widow. My
husband has wings”.
I like that. She isn’t
letting grief control her, she is kicking grief’s ass.
