Tuesday, July 18, 2017

How Do You Like Me Now?

     The song isn't on my playlist, so I had to look it up that morning when I sat on my front porch and forced myself to face the music. "How do you like me now?" he demanded, repeating the question again and again.
     I thought about the thing in my head. How do you like me now?
     Not so much as I did before.
     My attitude adjustment took place on April 23 after my son had two grand mal seizures and received an epilepsy diagnosis, just like me. Looking at the words typed out makes me feel sick; I want to delete them and slam my laptop closed forever.
     Maybe I will.