It’s a great line from a song by Buddy & Julie Miller. “Now that you’re gone, I can’t cry hard enough…”

Hard enough to squeeze out all the grief, cry all the tears. Maybe it’s a good thing. It is possible I could drown with them all flooding out at once.

I am recovering from Coronavirus. Of course. Ten years with no more than a two day head cold but the letdown after after my mom’s and John’s…