It's May the 4th (be with you) and I'm starting to think about my age again, as anyone does around their birthday. Normally we would all be preparing for a visit to see our Moms, Mother's Day is on Sunday, and I choose to remember my Mother , as she passed just under 15 years ago. My birthday has always been linked to Mother's Day and I don't really recall a time where I was ever jealous of a big holiday being close to my special day. I don't think I have ever made a fuss over my day of birth but I am old and may have forgotten some time when I was a toddler or teen throwing a tantrum over my birthday. This year is different. The world is different. There is a significant chance of possibly not seeing next year. I agree I am exaggerating about the latter, but it never came up when thinking about my anniversary of entering the world. The coronavirus fear has been trickling into the minds of everyone, and it hasn't avoided my glob of mush sloshing aroun...
Swirling thoughts that need to be released from my idle brain...