What a difference a week makes. Last week I toasted to Ronn as a sign of thanks for the past year and for all the Thanksgivings to come. Now I have to strain to be thankful for just me. I don’t know what next Thanksgiving has in store or even Christmas in three weeks or a new year in four. I can’t say much more than that since it could be painful for all involved.
All I do know is that from here on out (for a while at least), it’s just me.