Monday's musings...

As we Wranglers have become way to adept at saying, I got nothin' today, so I'm going to meander a bit with apologies to all.

It's July 1, my sister-in-law's birthday. She was a year younger than me. Always pretty, always neat. Her house was shockingly clean. She worked in health care for years and was great at it. She was better with small children than anyone I've ever seen--my kids' gazes used to follow her adoringly and I didn't blame them. She died of ovarian cancer at 49. It was a terrib...