Everything is making me cry. Not having a place to live, being accused of something bizarre by my daughter-in-law (wife of my Navy son, soon to deploy), 3,455 dead American soldiers in Iraq and then Afghanistan . . . that's as far as I got yesterday--the list in the Baltimore Sun.
Because the front page was a beautiful picture of two beautiful young people getting married, and the whole romance of it was that the groom had just graduated from Annapolis and was looking forward to his military career. In the corner, news of a local man and father of five just killed by an IED in Anbar Province. The list was on the editorial page, you know. And now Cindy Sheehan is burnt out and I'm wondering if I am too, because I just cry all the time.