Too much death. Personal and worldwide.  It weighs heavy on me. In the last 2 years I lost my remaining uncles, a cousin, a dear friend's husband, another college friend, my mother a little more than a year ago, and now my nephew.  I fear that my sister will succeed soon in poisoning her remaining organs with alcohol, until she finishes the process she began a couple decades ago.  Death is impartial.

There have been numerous mass killings in the U. S. and around the world by deranged people, some self-proclaimed terrorists, and we continue to fight wars where we don't belong. Innocent people, often referred to as collateral damage, die from these wars.

My spirit is sad.