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Day 80 -- Snakey Snakey

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Snake in a highchair, beep beep

I finished knitting this snake today. I might add a tongue. I might not.

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August 23, 2014

If I could pick a second birthday, today would be that day: August 23.

I had a panic attack for the ages on August 23, 2014, and it landed me, via ambulance ride, in the ER in Petoskey where I begged a nurse, Nancy, to hold my hand and give me a drink of water.

Tests were ran, and I was sent home shortly after that, "Rock solid."

It was my first experience with a mental health crisis in the ER, and received the message loud and clear, "You're kind of a pain-in-the-ass here."

And so, my husband drove us home that evening to what would become a stretch of hellacious-ness as I wrestled to keep and yet thoroughly lose my mind: insomnia for days, more ER visits, a week at the Munson partial hospitalization program, then two weeks of full hospitalization at Sparrow in Lansing.

It's a stretch of divine hell and sweet mercy I will never get to fully understand. And maybe that's its gift.

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If the answer to Am I the only one? is never yes, why does being human feel so lonely sometimes?

This morning I dropped off my kids at daycare and the bus stop for camp.

On the way to daycare, my daughter sang, "Over In the Meadow."

Her brother listened and helped her remember the words.

As she sang about robins flying, three, a cloud of sparrows flew overhead, moving around us as we drove up the seasonal road where we have lively debates about the difference between a puddle and a pond.

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Salty Interviews and More

I've still got more events! Hope to see you at one of these:

February 24 at St. Clair County Public Library, Port Huron (3-4pm)
February 26 at Acoustic Draft Mead Open Mic, Traverse City (7-9pm)
March 4 at the Jordan River Arts Council, East Jordan (2-4pm)
March 5 at Red Sky Stage Open Mic, Petoskey (6-8pm)
March 25 at Boswell Books, Milwaukee (3-4pm)

ICYMI, you can catch me on TV and the radio right here, talking about The Salt Before It Shakes.

Here I am interviewed by the lovely Amy Barrit of the Traverse Area District Library at Horizon Books. This interview took place Friday, February 16th and aired the 16th and 17th. Super fun!

And below is an audio link to a radio interview that aired on WPHM the morning of Thursday, February 22nd. Thank you Paul Miller and WPHM!

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