I have decided. For various reasons, henceforth May 14 shall be known as Be Kind to KD Day.
‘Cause only on my birthday isn’t enough. Â 
Actually, it’s more “KD Be Kind to KD Day,” and there are two very good reasons for the date. First, my mother’s birthday is the 13th, and I will never stop missing her. But all too often the 13th falls on Mother’s Day, and Hope would never understand why I’d rather just hide in my room all day when she wants to burn the kitchen down in my honor. (no, this year I got toaster waffles, still frozen, served in bed. But she’s tried in the past.)
Second, it’s the anniversary of Chris’ death.
So today I celebrated (that’s not really the word) by not accomplishing a damn thing, though I did try.
Well, that’s not true. I did manage a two-hour nap.
Yay, nap.