How Mo(u)rning Finds You.

What I love best about reading is how I can explore other worlds and different concepts, most what I can only imagine or dream of. Reading also takes dedication and my undivided attention: I sit down, get comfy/cozy, and carve out some time to experience it. Do not get between me and a book for at least an hour– or 50 pages, whichever comes first. It's a sacred time where I focus my energy into something that sustains me. Typically, I guess, I'm a fast and voracious reader. Unless my schedule is really busy I can get a book done within two weeks. At most, a month. This book is one of those:A memoir titled "From Scratch," by Tembi LockeI've done myself a disservice by reading back-to-back, books about grief. It can take a lot of out you. And Locke's was particularly potent for me because I've also had a loved one die from cancer. I remember the flooring going out from beneath me when I got the call. Still in denial, asking is he coming home? Staying in bed for weeks, to the point where…