Today

So I put some of this on the other sites but wanted to add more. You know how it is somedays I just miss him so much. Well I want to just give a bit of what I’m doing. Something I have noticed is that kleenex when your crying works better than puffs. I though they were all the same but since my crying in general life has increased, I have noticed. Also because my nose doesn’t run when I’m crying I keep the tissue for the whole day and when there has been a few hours in between cries. The sodium dries and makes them hard. We all know what salt feels like. As you know the 1st list of books went up. I hope some of you go read a few. I will do more this week. We are putting together a few up coming shows. A some big and some small. Everything for good causes. So stay tune you never know what I’m going to do or where I’ll show up. My mom has put together a new poetry book and put Mikey’s writing in it. She has gone through 2 of his journals and say this one will be a bit more about him than the last one. She feels that last was a lot about her grief which she still has but wants it to be more about the hope Mikey shared and the happiness he felt. Look for it around then end of March. Personally we have a tree burning in March. It is an Irish tradition, which we have done forever. Each year in spring we burn a pine tree it gives the answer to what the planting season will be like. It is also used to remove negative energy. Now last year we had a ton of snow but as always we burned the tree. It did of course give us a few flakes just so we knew Mikey was around. Another time at a burning when we all where just reminiscing about Mikey each one of us got a couple drops of rain on our face but those who were not their got hailed on. He does let you know he’s around.  Mikey always loved fires he would sit and watch how the flames flicker, the coals being that burnt red, he would tell me stories about how this looks like something or how the flames and fighting the wood. He could sit in silence for hours and just watch the fire. I miss that, the way we could just be quite with one another. Thanks for listening, supporting and the love for us.  Love Kathy