Friday, July 31, 2009

PITY PARTY

All week long I have had a recurring mental image of a small ship at sea, just a dot against the imposing wall of water out in the vast North Atlantic. Somewhere in the midst of the phone ringing, daughters arguing, a middle-of-the-night power outage, and the absence of my favorite cat, it has occurred to me....

I am the Andrea Gail and my life is the perfect storm.