I know I’ve been cagey. I know I’ve been nonspecific.
I know I’ve danced around it, and I did it deliberately.
It was too long to go into detail here, so I put it all down in an article on Medium.
Read it if you’d like. Or feel free not to, you’re not required to have that much interest in my life, not here where all you expect is a dollop of a quick read.
The short version is my Mom is in the hospital. She’s not great but she could be much worse.
Like so much of life.
And I’m all confessed out. I hope you have a lovely Tuesday.