White Feathers, Signs, Dr. Jekyll/Mr. Hyde and Suicide

Come to think of it, why did I even think my coat was stuffed with feathers?  I knew that it can be a sign, but I haven’t looked it up recently, so, right now, as I’m writing this I decided to look it up.  The very first thing that popped up and was highlighted was exactly what I was looking for.  And the date it was posted happened to be on my mom’s death day.  

A Very Stinky Week

What was supposed to be a fabulous weekend is turning miserable.  It started on Wednesday. Wednesday was my late mom’s birthday.  I woke up for work and as I got out of bed I looked out into the backyard.  I do this every morning, hoping to catch a glimpse of a deer or coyote.  IContinue reading “A Very Stinky Week”