For some reason, a line from “Hotel California” has been in my head all day. Only, instead of “some dance to remember / some dance to forget,” my mind has decided it must be “some bake to remember / some bake to forget.” Weird, yes, but not all that surprising, honestly.
My dad’s birthday is next week, and I don’t know what we’re doing (Maybe I’m on a “dark desert highway” with the “cool wind in my hair”?). This will be his first birthday we’ll be celebrating since he died and my brain doesn’t seem to be processing it. I was saying the mourner’s kaddish twice a day for a few months, and somehow fell out of the habit, and it’s proving harder to pick back up than I anticipated.
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