Who is this?

After several months, I finally called Sprint and had them turn Jana’s phone number off. I still have her phone…paid the monthly payment just because I couldn’t bring myself to turn it back in to them. I hold on to it just like all the rest of her things…not really sure what I’m going to…

Senior Night

Standing in line, Allyson and I waited for her turn to walk down the track in front of the stands. It’s senior night and she is being recognized for her participation in cross country. The announcer read each child’s information as they walked along, arm in arm with each parent. Favorite memory, future plans, and…

Darkest Night

Jana died. She has died… The combination of these two words was, arguably, the worst two words one could have put together. I felt this brief sentence to my very core. Days, months, and, now, a year, I have considered these two words and what they mean. I still do not fully understand… And if…

Still Here

Jana, I meant what I said. I told you that I would love you, care for you, and be by your side through sickness and in health. I meant it… So many times, this last year, I have sat on this couch, with the tablet in my lap, crying as I typed. Today is no…

Last First

Today marks 11 months since Jana died. Her pain was short with a wonderful landing in the arms of Jesus. My road has been painful, troubled, and full of struggles. Although, the path has grown more manageable as the days and weeks have passed. It has been a course full of “firsts.” When I reflect…

Opposing Thoughts

The dating widower… Man, so many layers of various emotions to work through. But, let me say, it is a strengthening, encouraging, sorrowful, and beautiful process all at the same time! I have followed a clear process over the last 6 months. The first 5 months were all about me…working through the throws of intense…

The Normal Sets In

We moved into the house we bought in 2009. Once everything was moved in and arranged, we began “settled” in to the new living situation. It didn’t take long, and soon it felt like we had “always” been there. A similar feeling is after children are born. In quick fashion, it feels as if they…

Standing in the Gate

Walls are something that people put up to keep others out. Emotionally speaking, these walls are placed for different reasons. Sometimes the walls are there because of past hurts and an individual defends themselves from what’s outside… Other people put up walls, too…but the barrier is there to prevent the person inside from getting out…

Emotional Couplets

Storm season is upon us in the Midwest. We’re familiar with watching the radar and listening for radio updates when it comes to severe weather. One way to determine a potential tornado configuration on the radar is to note the presence of a “couplet.” This feature on Doppler shows two completely different high velocity wind…

8 Months – Life Learning

Last night I had trouble sleeping. A mix of topics floating through my head kept me flitting from idea to idea…keeping sleep at bay. Then I thought about the date. I noticed is was now the 7th. The day, 8 months ago, Jana died. I still vividly remember, and can walk through the hours, and…

Am I Done?

I have, over the years, enjoyed running. For me, a run starts out with a bit of pain as the muscles, lungs, and various ligaments begin their work. After putting forth the effort for several minutes, the pain begins to diminish, although never completely go away. Eventually a joy in the exercise takes over in…

A Different Mess

I know what I want. I know the wonderful qualities that exist between two people who love each other. I know how to love, how to give, and how to hold another close. I know that God can lead me to that particular person… But, I have no idea how to get there. Dating is…

Save Me From Grief

My wife was diagnosed, began treatment, and died in 13 days. We didn’t see it coming, had no clue she was sick, and thought she would “beat” her illness. My pain began last summer…others are walking a similar path now. Jana had Leukemia. It was purely specific to her, a cancer in her blood. Not…

“Wanna Go Out for Coffee?”

Grief changes life. My world was put on hold. I called in sick…for about 6 months. The pieces of my life that I have managed to pull back together, with the Lord’s help, look kind of normal now. My routines are falling into place, my mind is not lost in a fog, and I am…

A Note on Happy

Joy is a fruit of the Spirit, happiness is not. It is not “happy” that I strive for, it’s the joy of the Lord! Happy is my emotion that rises and falls as life, and my own decision-making, dictates. This truth is the landscape for my ever-changing mood. Recently, I have had the great opportunity…

From Night to Day

Laying in my small bed on the submarine, hundreds of feet under water, I would listen to Van Morrison or Garth Brooks on my headphones and dream of the time I would fall in love. The dreams were great and the anticipation of my forever person was strong. As an early twenty-something, the world was…

Seven Months

Various degrees of hope exists. There is an eternal hope, which makes all this bearable, in Jesus. Little “hope-lets” exist along the way, too. Simple things that let you know it’s not all bad. Bruce Springsteen talks about glory days and how they pass you by in “the wink of a young girl’s eye.” It’s…

Moments

Wow…I see how she looks at me. After reviewing some videos that were taken of us, I watched her closely…watched the way she looked at me. She studied my face, enjoyed our conversation, and responded with joy to our interaction. I see now what, in some ways, I did not see before… I could be…

I’m Boring Again!

I am becoming wallpaper. Slowly blending back into the fabric of life. My life, my loss, my grief…all giving way to normal, everyday stuff. This “everyday Joe” is where I started, and where I will take my place once again. This is what we all wanted to begin with, isn’t it? Friends and family all…

Vicissitudes

Rising on a tide of hope! I can clearly point to aspects of my life that would help this uplifting of my spirit. I suppose that is life, right? Things go well and things can go not-so-well. And when multiple areas of life seems to swell towards the positive, all at once, it’s kind of…

Braided Thoughts

Let’s try to divide some thoughts. There is one that I can no longer have…Jana. This is thought “A.” Thought “B” regards the fact that there are things in life that are still possible. Things like companionship, closeness, warmth of another, and love. The basis of the two thoughts are: what is no longer possible…

The Tree Out Front

Can I tell of my sadness…yet again? Have I made the point clear? Why is it that when I sit to write my thoughts it is only discussions of loss that flow from my mind. I’m not “ok.” Oh, I want to be there! I long to feel normal and whole. But, I am not…I’m…

An Open Letter to Man

Man, love your wife. Ok, I can already hear your wheels turning… “I do!” “She knows that I love her.” “Why are you suggesting that I don’t?” Listen to me, you can love her more. Don’t be so arrogant as to believe that you love her as much as humanly possible. That thinking automatically says…

Warmth? Is That You?

A box of individual servings of almond butter. A blanket folded and placed on the chair. An adapter for the outlet used to charge a laptop. I know exactly what she left and how she left it. There are not many of these things remaining…items that are still in the exact spot that she placed…

A Photo

Each day is another step toward accepting the horror of my experience. How can one “accept” their worst nightmare? Not sure, but, I am slowly moving in that direction. At times, I get this weird feeling like I just realized that Jana died. Then, for an instant, I want to scream. I imagine that I…

Bouts of ’Really’ Low

Like waves the grief comes, they wash over me…and, sometimes, it seems they are just pounding me down. Down to lows that I have never experienced thus far in my life. It’s a little scary, and very uncomfortable. While in the US Navy, onboard the nuclear submarine USS Portsmouth, we visited many places around the…

Wake of the Storm

How does one go about re-setting life goals? When our tentative, at best, plan of the future gets erased, how is a new set of dreams adopted? Like after a tornado hits a city block, I’m looking around at the wreckage of what was our dreams, and trying to pick out the things that are…

All Aboard!

My steam engine of grief, which always seems completely filled with fuel, continues to take me along the highs and lows of this journey. As I approach significant milestones, it seems the grief begins to “ramp up” prior to the date. The engine goes into overdrive and picks up speed. Six months without Jana was…

“Why” is Too Complicated

One of the biggest moments of my hobby/interest life occurred this week. The Kansas City Chiefs won the Super Bowl. I have been watching, rooting, and hopeful for many years, and this week I was able to enjoy the pinnacle of the 2019 NFL season with my team. But…Jana is not here. This is my…

Enough

Indifference and Anger. Lately, the emotions that stem from anger are more common in my life. Frustration, indifference, negativity, low self-regard, and a short-temper all originate from anger over my realized loss and potential loss. Naturally, the anger may be traced back to a fear, and then back even further to a lack of faith….

Praise for Life

Life is the feeling you get when your car begins to slide on ice and you lose control. There’s no stopping it, you have enough time to get a pit in your stomach, and anything can happen. Either I need to change my view of who’s in control or I need to get used to…

Five Surprising Areas of Struggle

Five surprising areas of struggle for the widow/widower in the first 6 months. These are just a few of the struggles of widowhood that I have encountered. Many others that I have talked to have identified some of these same issues. This post is to encourage the widow/widower…you’re not alone! Your feelings are normal. Or,…

An Actual Laugh?

Yesterday, I recalled a memory of Jana that made me…laugh. It was a humorous memory, so laughing was appropriate, but the fact that I laughed caught me by surprise. I liked that. When I set out to work hard on my grief, I knew I would see signposts of progress along the way. One of…

The Tide has Shifted

What about the stuff that hurts? When I come up against a challenge, and I know it’s going to bring pain…what do I do? How shall I respond when I know my action will bring both pain and progress? This line of questioning has been the basis of much of my grief work. Every decision,…

Challenge of Living

The challenge, each day, is to live life. The grief path has been a series of challenges, which I have done my best to face head-on. Most of these hurdles have been natural and progressive in nature. Basically, I tackle the next thing that comes up. I will have more of these, and I kind…

My Un-addressed Letters

“Jana, you would love this.” “Oh, Jana, let me tell you about that!” So many times, I have found myself wanting to share part of my life with her. I carefully write out my thoughts, fold the paper in thirds, place it in the envelope, put a stamp in the corner…but, it remains unsent. It…

Focus, Man!

“When will I meet somebody?” “Will I remarry someday?” “Can somebody actually love me?” “Is love possible…again?” In one form or another, these questions seem to swirl in my mind. Thoughts flit from one area to another, often creating more anxiety and questions than what I started with. So, I take a step back, examine…

Elusive Normal

Today marks five months since my beautiful wife went home to be with the Lord. Her memory draws me back in time. I often wish that I could live in the past somehow. Relive the days and years we spent together, I would start from the beginning and do it all over again… Living in…

High Places

My wedding ring is now next to Jana’s on, arguably, one of my most important possessions. This makes sense to me. It took time to get here, and a lot of processing, but now that they are together, in a place that I can see them at any time, it makes me happy. I need…

A Comfortable Friend Zone?

I have discovered a socialization place that is between group activities and dating. Maybe it’s called “friendship” or “friend-zone?” Basically, I enjoy visiting with single women (I have only had a couple of occasions to do so) without “dating.” This concept sounds very elementary, but in the grief journey it represents a major step. Much…

The Richness of Life

Another turn in life. Sarah is moving down to Republic to go to school. Can I handle all this? This was Sarah’s plan for many months. I was the one who tried to encourage Jana when thinking of losing her “baby” from the nest. Now, the time has come. One is perched on the edge,…

C’mon…Let’s Jump Into 2020

I kind of want to kick 2019 in the…rear. But, I really shouldn’t take my aggressions out on the calendar. We thought 2019 was going to be our “break-out” year. We planned on seeing some great things happen over this past 12 months. Wow. Not so much. Some things, though, did go well…which is great,…

Navigating into Uncharted Water

How about some practical thoughts on the grief-to-identity-to-love path? How does it happen? Well, I’m still figuring this out since my thoughts are relatively fresh on the subject. But, I want to share what I’m thinking…these thoughts are all a part of the journey! Note: Sharing my thoughts about the future possibilities of meeting somebody…

Joy in This Season

Have you ever noticed how happy the family is in a movie just before something happens to one of them? Maybe they show the family all extra-happy going to the beach or camping or whatever. Then, a tragic thing happens to one of the family members. Sometimes, that feels like our life…

Tricky Conversations

Lately, I have been having ongoing arguments with an individual that I will not name. It’s frustrating and, at most times, unfair. I heard that this type of negativity would pop up from time to time. It seems that no matter how I want to move forward in life, this person is not satisfied with…

Fish Out of Water

These days, I am thinking about getting out and meeting others, especially those in the widow/widower community. This comes with a lot of trouble… In the first place, I am wrestling with the idea. I have written about this, the problem crops up in guilt. I need to move past that feeling and not allow…

Permission to be Happy

Several months ago, near to the time that Jana died, my pastor imparted a bit of wisdom. He told me to allow myself to feel happy. I could understand what he said, but, lately, I am wrestling with the concept. Early on, I had no desire or capacity for feeling happy. Nothing reached past my…

“I Like Me”

Today I miss warming up next to Jana. Snuggling under a blanket, watching a movie, or visiting. It’s freezing cold outside and my heart feels like it’s matching the weather in temperature. My love is not here. I’m trying… I’m trying to make friends – and I have met some great people. I’m trying to…

Being Social

Had a few friends over yesterday to watch the Kansas City Chiefs football game. This was a step, an experiment, and, as it turned out, a real joy. In many social situations I have often been anxious in the group setting. Sometimes I feel that way in church, too. I have tried not to avoid…

What Happened?

Time incessantly keeps marching. “Time heals all.” I am coming to believe that time, itself, doesn’t heal…it simply dulls. My memories of Jana are not exactly clear…and they feel more distant everyday. What happened to my wife? Tonight, I looked back at a series of selfies that Jana took while in the hospital and just…

Questions

If I knew that five days after this picture was taken, you would not be with me anymore…would I have done anything different? If we knew that we had less than a week together, would our affection for each other have changed? Would our confidence in God’s grace have wavered if we knew your days…

Riding Upward Again

A little breakdown, a short time to vent…then back on the trail. The emotions rise and fall like a Ferris wheel, up – then down, up – then down. And, sometimes the wheel stops at a point, either high or low or somewhere more even…then, eventually, the carney with the hairy arms, bushy eyebrows, and…

Different, But The Same

I deboned the turkey meat for Jana yesterday. She always did that particular task after our Thanksgiving meals. She loved fixing and cooking the dishes for the holiday, and her presence was missed yesterday. Allyson picked up on the cranberries, and Sarah covered a potato dish and dessert. We made it. My family came to…

Best Friend ‘Stuff’

Jana and I loved to go shopping. Not really buy anything, just walk, talk, look around, and enjoy being together. Whether it was just her and I, on a date night-type excursion, or with the kids, we always had a good time getting out. IKEA, Nebraska Furniture Mart, Target, and, of course, a Walmart stop…

Two ARE One

Some days the grief leaves you feeling blah. No particular motivation, no particular feeling…just indifferent to it all. I suppose that would be preferable to the intense pain. I am not a person that has generally felt this way. In the past, I have had my depressed moments, but nothing that lingered very long. These…

House to Home

Just before Jana went into the hospital, with a Leukemia diagnosis which we had no idea that she was already battling, we had sold our house and moved into a smaller home in the country that needed some work done. That work was just getting started when our nightmare began in July. After Jana died…

A Bigger Picture

Relationships are all about the possibilities. A key feature is the ability to know somebody deeper as the relationship progresses, be it a friend, family member, or spouse. If there are problems or breaks in the relationship, hope of reconciliation always lingers in the wings for it’s opportunity to heal. What happens when one member…

Building Together

The smallest thing tugs at my heart. Making a giant impact can be something as trivial as an article of clothing, seeing a particular place, or…music. And, music is what got me last night. Jana and I loved Minecraft. We got an Xbox several years ago, and upgraded a couple of years ago…just to play…

Yeah, but…

What were our routines? What was the daily schedule… I suppose if I thought hard enough I could recall the day-to-day life that Jana and I held. It seems so far away now… I could sit and try to remember, but what will that do for me? Make me sad? Wish for the past? Get…

Balanced Thinking

There is a large scale in my mind that holds major concepts on each side. One side of the scale holds “grief.” The other side of the scale is a little more complicated. It holds “future”, “healing”, and “faith,” among other ideas in the same context. The scale started tipping toward grief on July 26th,…

Reality Stuff

From the day Jana departed her earthly tent, I have been on a steady march toward healing. The terrain has changed over the weeks, and now months, but the progress did not stop. I can look out and see many other obstacles yet to be conquered, but as I struggle through I become stronger and…

With This Ring…

The rings were given, their importance underscored. The rings are a symbol of unending love and commitment. The love will never end, the commitment to a person was fulfilled. So…what of the ring? It is so comfortable on my finger. We had a couple of rings made several years ago at Silver Dollar City. They…

In The Next Hour…

It’s about 6:30 pm where I sit. In about an hour and 20 minutes, it will have been three months since Jana breathed her last. What a difficult journey the last days and weeks have been. I have never felt the ways in which I have felt in the wake of her death. From the…

The MISS Scale

Ok…so, Christmas is on at our home. The tree is up, boxes are everywhere, and tinsel is already getting stuck to the bottoms of my feet. It’s nice… After reflecting on whether or not I was emotional about the decorations (which kind of tells the story…I wasn’t sad because I had to think about it)…

A Delicate Subject

Dear Friendly Reader, I want to write to you regarding a topic that I have not written of, but one that owns a bit of stock in my mind. Loneliness. But, specifically, loneliness in close relationship. From the day Jana died, thoughts of intense aloneness were almost unbearable. My person was no longer there. Reality…

Flinging Totes

There is a limit. Sorting, packing up, and arranging the stuff of our life together is hard work that can, apparently, only be done in short segments. I have a lot to complete, but I hit a wall and must stop torturing myself with all the memories. Items that were long forgotten pop up in…

The Dresser is Done

I finished packing up Jana’s stuff in my room tonight. There was one dresser left with jewelry, clothing, and various keepsakes. Everything gets put into large totes and taken downstairs until a later date. We will go through them at some point in the future and decide what to do with everything…not now. Surprisingly, I…

A Halloween Trick

One down, three to go. For the last few days, I was feeling down and somewhat more depressed than usual. Then, on Halloween, I was really struggling with emotions. I got home after a tough day of mental turmoil to find out that the kids were also struggling. My hypothesis was bolstered… We did not…

The “Up” Side to Grief

Moving on, getting over it, progressing, changing, getting better, feeling good, accepting, growth, new life… People package working through the grief process in a lot of different ways. Any way you slice it, it’s tough! I am not the same person that I was August 6th, the day before Jana died. And, I am not…

Sleeping and Influence

It’s 4am-ish, and I’m up thinking… One of those times when all the thoughts seem to converge and keep me up. I’m thinking about my business, money, bills, and…Jana. I miss her presence. Lying next to me, especially on nights like this, when I can’t sleep. I would look at her for just a few…

I Don’t Wanna

Had a great weekend visiting family, my sister and brother-in-law’s church, and Silver Dollar City with the kids. I’m making memories. Although the new memories are sweet, they are all clouded with the fact that someone is missing… I feel that it is important to go. Beneficial to do things, get out, and continue to…

The Grave

Then we who are still alive, who are left, will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air, and so we will always be with the Lord. Therefore encourage one another with these words. 1 Thessalonians 4:17-18 Across the dirt mound were three containers holding the remnants…

The Memory Room

A day off. A day to do some things that I want to do. The smoker is puffing away at 250 degrees with our dinner brisket, a friend is coming for lunch, and I have a deer stand to place in the afternoon. I am praying for a productive, enjoyable day! I haven’t taken too…

Look Out Bambi

I’m getting busy. My hobbies and interests are re-awakening in my mind. You know, there are things I like to do. I got my archery deer tags today. The season started Sept 15th, and I haven’t actually gone out, but I have my tags! I picked out a spot behind the house, in the woods….

Cup for Your Coffee?

In the mornings I would pick out one of Jana’s coffee cups to serve her coffee in. One time she let me know she wanted a different mug than I had picked out and I feigned offense. After that she let me pick ANY cup I wanted to give her to avoid “hurting my feelings!”…

Happy Moment?…It’s Ok

She would be happy that I felt happy. She would want the kids and I to enjoy our time together and laugh like we used to do. It would be important to her that we continue to cut up around the dinner table, watch our tv shows, and share our lives. If I could have…

A Lost Day

I don’t have it today. I’m skipping across the bottom in slow motion. I can’t reach a point of catharsis and I can’t experience any freedom from the depressed state. It could be due to being sick. I woke up with stomach pains and a fever. I haven’t been able to do anything today… Fever…

They’re Coming… the HOLIDAYS!

Each day there are a host of activities and events that remind me of Jana’s absence. Daily routines call her name for participation, but she doesn’t hear. The simple things are difficult. She’s not here to do her part. Some of the bigger events are almost unbearable without her input. She’s not there to suggest…

Two Months – And Counting…

Two months. Two months without my best friend. Two months of trying to figure out life, death, and God. Allyson and I were at a restaurant finishing lunch when she showed me a short video of Jana. I watched this snippet, catching the familiar movements and behavior of my wife…and I cried. Immediately Allyson felt…

Date Night…Without My Date

Jana and I enjoyed going out and spending date nights together. Sometimes it was a planned event, other times it was just catching some free time and going out. We always had a good time exploring the city, trying a new restaurant, or window shopping various stores. Tonight, I was driving along, heading to Nebraska…

Slowly Changing

It takes time to “agree” with the fact that my wife has died. I am not fully there, but increasingly I am seeing this as the fact. The thought still holds a little surprise when I consider the loss…but the surprise and disbelief are fading. In catching up with the facts of my situation, I…

Illustrations and Visions

Secure in Christ. I was thinking about the marriage as being husband and wife walking with Jesus. This does not end when one partner dies. The marriage vows are fulfilled, but walking with Jesus continues. In my mind’s eye I can picture me – crumpled, broken, and fallen with Jesus standing next to me, His…

Pages, Chapters, and Sections

Life seems to have chapters. Childhood, teenage years, young adulthood, early marriage, and raising young children may be a few of the titles. Maybe there are sections to the book, too. Like “single years” and “married years.” I am beginning to see my life as having a section of Jana years. It hurts so bad…

Waves of Pain

What makes Sundays so tough? Actually, the grief doesn’t seem to discriminate too much. Everyday can be tough. The struggle comes in waves. For a day or two, I will just feel numb, depressed, and lack energy. Then, for no apparent reason, everything will escalate. I will cry often, my heart hurts, and memories will…

Serving and Support in Smoke

I’m cooking for our annual Fall Festival for church. I have smoked meats several years for this particular outing, and it’s always a joy. Making meals and especially making things Jana enjoyed was one of my favorite things to do. She was always appreciative and very enthusiastic to partake in the finished product. I knew…

Even if…You Don’t

Will there ever be fun times again? Quite often, the answer seems to be a solid “no.” Of course, things will change, but that’s not always easy to remember or think about when life seems so dull and bleak. I am trying to inch my way back to even giving routine things, like housework, my…

Feeling Medium

Beautiful fall day. Fun activities are planned over the course of the next days and weeks. Holidays are coming and family gatherings are on the calendar. And I am numb… I feel like “Debbie Downer” most of the time, if not all of the time. I imagine people that interact with me are sad to…

The Night, Hour by Hour

Today marks seven weeks since Jana died. Somehow, I am making it through life. Often, I have the feeling, “who cares about any of this?” But, of course, it’s just a feeling and I move on. I have many feelings, and for those who have suffered intense grief, you can relate. They are surprising feelings…

Walmart

You may or may not like Walmart, but Jana and I enjoyed it. There is a strange warmth and familiarity in going to Walmart, now. The familiarity was always there, but even in different cities and different stores, the memories come flooding back. I can remember so many occasions over the course of our time…

Lonely Feeling

I found myself just driving around Des Moines. I have enjoyed my trip, which I took by myself, and believe Des Moines to be a nice place. It’s Sunday night, most things are closed or closing, and I pulled into a Hy-Vee parking lot that was mostly empty. Everybody has already done their shopping, and…

Life and Big Things, Like Dominoes

Last night, I played dominoes. I sat at a table with 4 others, re-learned the rules (because it’s always so long between times that I play), picked my 8 tiles, and made trains. So simple. Fun. I laughed…with reservation. I got into the game…sort of. I enjoyed the other players…as much as I could. But…I…

A Shaky Thumbs Up

Hey, Chris, how are you doing…? Not a bad question. Stick around, if you’re willing, and I will tell you exactly how I’m doing! I was talking with a good friend on our walk around the 4 mile track in our local state park. I was trying to explain how I feel like I am…

I Just Gotta Be Me

God speaks to me through all manner of experiences, and in no way least of these is through my pastor on Sunday! He discussed identity… I have been wrestling with this term for weeks, now. Generally speaking, my identity has been “Chris and Jana.” And, I was quite satisfied with that. Now, to many, I…

Life Sucks

Sometimes my own counter-productive thoughts get me down. This is one of those times. I am not in a good frame of mind. These times come and go, and I assume (at least I have read) that it comes with the territory, but I feel low. I was reading about situational problems and self-imposed problems….

My Smudge of a Life

At times my life feels like a blur. It’s as if I parachuted into this spot and I am looking around at things I don’t understand. My years are like a dream and I can’t focus on any one particular time of life, or follow the chain of events that got me to where I…

Struggle with a Memory

At times the vision of my sweet wife in death won’t leave my mind. I will think of her last breaths, and that is the memory that comes to mind. Yes, it was shocking. We don’t see our loved ones so still. Yes, in a weird way, I am glad that I was there, and…

And, Mizz Scarlett…I don’t care either.

How about anger? Anger hangs just under the surface. It is ready to leap out and bite, but for the most part, I don’t have the energy to really act on it. Occasionally, if I am letting my words fly you’ll hear my misplaced frustration. I’ll attack unwary, unknowing individuals for no reason…even behind their…