Well…okay, I’ve vented a lot today so far….and you may even get more later…and so I thought I’d dial it back a bit while I wait for lunch to cook. I have a question to ask…have you ever been taken care of? I mean when life has beaten you down or you’ve been really sick or when the time came that you just needed to fold up for a while? I ask that because I can’t remember a time when I wasn’t the caregiver, I can’t remember anyone asking how I was doing and really meaning it. I don’t mean this to whine about my lot in life but to try to figure out what has made things as they are…I feel like Michael Clarke Duncan in the Green Mile…the man who could take on the illnesses of others and then release them into the air, but I can’t.

Just a musing…I may add more later…