Last night my bride fell down a flight of stairs. She’s ok, but it was scary for both of us.
This morning my grandfather undergoes heart surgery after surviving a heart attack several days ago.
Life seems to be made up of edges right now.
I wrote yesterday’s poem but didn’t upload it. Not sure I’m liking it or today’s work. Both feel rough and unfinished to me. Another set to come back to later for revision and exploration.
My dog is having surgery today. Prayers and best wishes are appreciated.
(Aside: that is not him in the featured image)
