Mike du Jour: Forklift Driver
This Tursday Jan. 8 will be thirty days since I lost Regan. Unsurprisingly, I’m having some problems moving on. Taking a few weeks to recover is like losing your arm to a bear and expecting it to grow back in a month. No, the better option to the sensible would seem to be to learn how to use your other arm. I’m learning but as my mentor Steve Stinson told me “you’re a cartoonist. If you were a forklift driver you’d just drive the forklift.” He’s right and I will. Look out bears. -ML
Thank you for sharing. You’ve been on my mind the last few weeks. I walk a weird line: on one side I want nothing but peace for you so I stay hushed, and on the other tears fall and I want to yell that you are still special and I’m so, so sorry!
I shared this with my husband last night. We both smiled over “Jane, you ignorant slut.” Prayers from our corner of the world.