Sometimes, the crap just keeps hitting the fan. Sometimes, things seem to be getting worse instead of better. Sometimes, it seems as if there is a nasty devil directing bad stuff my way. The past month has had highs and lows. The highs have been related to my move to a new place, a wonderful place with plenty of room and perfect for me. The lows? My 27-year old nephew, a Staff Sgt. in the Air Force, died unexpectedly and was brought back here for burial. My heart just aches for my brother and sister-in-law having to endure this cruelest of life events.
