Fishing for sympathy...

[Jennifer Piersol]

Hey all.  August 4th is going down in history as Jen's Least Favorite
Day of the Year, and I was just hoping I could have some good thoughts
sent my way.

Today is the 20th anniversary of my mom's death from breast cancer.

I also found out today that my beautiful black cat Gilbert, who is
only about 6 1/2 years old and the most pleasant, loving, and vocal
cat I've ever known, has a particularly nasty form of cancer, and his
prognosis doesn't look too good.

So even though one of my friends from elementary school turns 28 today
(guess how I always remembered her birthday), August 4th will be
heretofore (sp?) called "Cancer Day" in my little internal calendar,
and I'm feeling spectacularly depressed.

I did have a somewhat brighter moment when Allie noticed I was sad and
gave me 2 or 3 really squishy lovey-hugs... and then I got sad again
when thinking that my mom must have been really heartbroken to leave
us before seeing my sister and I grow up and have our own babies...

Sorry to bring a damper on everything, but I was just feeling horrible
and wanted some company.

-Jen, wallowing.