6 a.m.

She might be laughing,

But right now, I don’t get the “Cosmic Joke.”

I still look at the time and panic a little. 

6 a.m? 

I’m late for work! 

I better call the Mom and Dad. 

Pete, who knows me too well, 

Insisted on coming over. 

I have no interest in cleaning up,

So we went for Chinese Food.

I had Szechuan Beef. 

And Hot & Sour Soup. 

No Rice. 

Pete said his doctor told him

“I want to see less of you next year”

For his yearly physical. 

Early January physicals are just plain wrong. . 

 
Somewhere in the folds of having this horrific grief, 

Spontaneous crying, and paralyzing anxiety, 

It occurred to me that

Now I need a new full time job. 

I can’t imagine doing a “Meet and Greet”

Right now. I don’t think I’d make it through 

Without breaking down crying. 

So I went back to the adult hospice

Staffing Agency for Continous Care. 

They, of course, welcomed me 

with open arms. 

13 years ago this week,

 I started Hospice Nursing.