I've been bad / Update

Wow. I really dropped the ball on this thing, didn't I?

Sorry about that! I'll try to do better.

How have you been?

My brother Rick, who had been living with us for the last three (?!) years, died on January 29. It was quite a shock despite being completely predictable. Rick was only 37 years old. At least, he died peacefully in his sleep. No doubt it was the first time he ever went anywhere peacefully.

At this point, I have decided that I am just emotionally "wrong" somehow. I have had utterly no feelings about this whole thing. Well, maybe not "utterly" -- but pretty close. I think something is wrong with the lot of us. This detachment is just not "normal" (whatever normal is).

Angela