I'm alive. I’ve been preoccupied with the living since that’s what funerals and memorials are truly for. I lost both grandparents within less than three weeks of each other. They made it to their 60th wedding anniversary which had been the goal my grandfather set. They loved each other very much, and God willing, in their beliefs, they will reawaken in a paradise together forever.
We had out of state relatives show up and we took them sightseeing to San Antonio, around Houston, and to Kemah where we all contracted a vicious stomach bug that I'm recovering from.
On a brighter note, I had really wild fever fueled dreams and have been writing like crazy. I probably should have joined in NaNoWriMo as much as I’ve been writing. I am no longer contagious and would like to participate with the living again, particularly the writers and readers.
Have a great week, and I wish every participating in NaNoWriMo speedy fingers and quick minds.
