#lnofx

but also it means we both suffer and struggle a lot at the same time, and just end up crying into each other, lovingly

I’m a good writer and a great editor.   I can write a cold, effective, and vicious formal letter, e.g. to demand that the neighbor stop throwing dog poop over our shared fence.

I’m kind.  I can be cranky and downright furious, but I spend a lot of time doing what I can to make other people more comfortable, and maybe even happy.

In the face of chronic pain, I am doing my best to continue living a productive and maybe even useful life.

I have gorgeous silver hair.

I’m a fairly advanced garment sewer; I have made simple garments without a pattern.

I think I’ve already told you this, but the Meeting I attended had a statue of a woman who was hanged for that religion.  She was sitting down with the rope around her neck.  The pedestal was engraved MARY DYER QUAKER and for the longest time I thought Quaker was her last name and Dyer her middle name.  She looked pretty irritated by the whole thing.