Leaving the blues, walking the red

Postcard from an unraveling – Part 8

By the time June arrived, I was mired in a gloomy funk.

But then I got a bit of a respite…

…something so purely joyful, for a week I forgot about the final entry and all of the open wounds that had kept me from finishing it:

The Emmy’s. Being Valerie’s date.

Valerie was up for two Emmy’s this year for the final season of a cooking show she had hosted for 1…