Silandara’s Blog is a nice respite from the political world, at least for today. Some wonderful writing. Her grandmother has died, and she’s going through a hard time just now. Hasn’t posted in a few days. But what she has up is quite good. A small modification of the tortured artist effect, I suppose.

“Nany has been viewed, funeraled, sung to, cremated, scattered, cried over and said good bye to. And that leaves me too sad to blog. I know she’s not gone, that her spirit remains. But the separation still hurts — I’m not sure how emotional pain can cause a physical aching in the heart region, but it does.”

Stop by and drop her a line. She could use a friend, I think.
Or, just read. Which I suppose is the highest compliment a writer, even a blogger, can get.

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