A comic of my late Grammy
Remember me? Your pal who loves to lower the barrier to entry! I’m writing from my iPad with the keyboard finally attached. My desk is 90% clean, but cords havent been reconnected since I took my work set up to visit my sister in New York… on Thanksgiving. Happy to report, I dedicated all my time to fun with
; the computer set-up stayed in its bag.Exactly two months have passed since I returned from that trip. Old me would feel shame. New me is telling you about it!
A lot has happened since we last spoke, including the death of my lovely Grammy. I lost someone who I knew loved me unconditionally, without judgement or hesitation. Maybe it was the dementia. I think it was just her. We talked about happiness in the week or two before her initial stroke. I found the shiniest nickel on the ground that Friday in a spot I’d walked past at least five times already while taking numerous trips to the garbage cans. “Something’s happened to Grammy. I think she’s going to die soon,” the voice in my head said. Way outside of my comfort-germ-safe-zone to pick up loose change from the street, but I scooped that token up, pocketing her for safety. A few hours later, I got the news Grammy had a stroke.
I’d been re-listening to one of my most beloved books, Signs: the Secret Language of the Universe by Laura Lynne Jackson. Please read it if you believe in any sort of something that possibly connects between us and souls ones who have passed.
That was October 2024.
Remember when I told you I joined kickball? I might not have… Oh damnit all to my drafts! Fear probably got the best of that post, as it did for the past seven months. Well, I joined kickball! For fall of 2024, my un-athletic self blossomed on the dodgeball courts and found love on the kickball diamond. Story for another day, because one of my TWO dodgeball leads plays tonight. Time for an early dinner and driving up to Boston. Maybe I’ll start a south shore dodgeball for queers. LMK if you’re interested, LOL!!
As a token of my appreciation, here is a comic I drew on April 25th, while at Grammy’s house. She liked to tease, “how do you know that wasn’t my boyfriend?!” When I declined spam calls. What a gem. I miss that lady. Maybe I’ll finish this comic. WHO KNOWS! No pressure on me from me! Whaaaat?! Have I been making major strides? YES! We will talk soon. Thursdays are back to being the day I work on my own business. I gave them up during summer and finally got the courage to request again.
Thanks for reading. I will be back next week :)
