This week I am struggling a little. In this season I'm in, my peers are dying young and the adults I grew up with are dying, well, as scheduled. The week in bleak: Luke Perry died at only 52. I was a college freshman when 90210 came out and watched the episodes lovingly and with not one shred of irony. A woman who lived next to the house I grew up in (where Mom still lives) since before I was born died. She was in her 80s and I can't even picture my childhood home without this ...
“I am I because my little dog knows me.” – G. Stein
