a year ago august 20th…

I wrote this yesterday and failed to post it:

A year ago today, at this very time, I’d been up since like 7 or 8am the previous morning (the 19th) – and had spent from 1:10am forward on the the 20th so excited I couldn’t hardly stand myself (until the exhaustion set in…At 2:13pm a year ago today, we were all sliding straight toward slap happy heaven (or is that hell?). At 2:45, they came to take Thomas downstairs, and we made a small army following the gurney into pre-op. He was in surgery from 3:30 until 9:30…The longest six hours of my life.

Hard to believe a year has gone by already.


Author: Mari Adkins

Appalachian gothic fiction writer - my works reflect a love of literature flavored by the darkness and magic residing in these ancient mountains. In my spare time, I'm a Simmer, I tumbl, I journal, but I always have a very strange sense of humor. I have lived away from the mountains and lived deep in the mountains. I currently live in Central Kentucky with my lifepartner and his cat. The mountains, their culture, their superstitions, their particular magics, will always be in my blood.