Mourning

I go from sobbing to laughing, calm to crying at the drop of a hat. I'm afraid at any point out in public (that is, if I can get out in public with the 2+ feet of snow we have that will not stop) I will start crying uncontrollably. It's horrible.

At a future point in time, I will write to cleanse. I will write to educate. I need to speak the truth, no matter how much it hurts, no matter how much people will judge. For myself. For my dad.

But right now, I will cry. And cry.

Thank you to everyone for your thoughts, whether you've voiced them or not.

And again, here come the tears.

I don't even know how to say this...

but my dad is gone.

How is it possible...

in this age of medical technology that a new mother, with a baby only 3 weeks old, can die of complications from birth? I just found out this morning about a sorority sister of mine and I'm so sad for her husband, baby, family, and friends.

And I'm also sorry that I've been so awful about posting and visiting. These past few weeks have been crazy, what with my convention in Chicago (a good time was had by all), resultant upper respiratory sickness from being in very close quarters with two sickies in Chicago, Thanksgiving travel, and work. Plus the evil lure of Facebook has been calling to me (and if any of y'all are on it yourselves, I'd love to befriend you there! Let me know...), which is how I learned of my sorority sister. I am going to try to be better...

Hope everyone is well...