Explanation about my prior post

It's just that Halloween is an anniversary--the anniversary of that horrible day at Mayo two years ago that we learned that Rob's lymphoma had morphed into leukemia.

For the second year in a row, I fled the house rather than face trick or treaters. Unfortunately, the restaurant I went to for dinner had a whole bunch of houses on the same block (I had to walk past them to get to my car) that were heavily decked out for Halloween--with graveyards in their front yards. That was a little tough. I ate dinner out, came home and did a Deathly Hallows tarot reading, as I did last year, and then watched Coco, which was comforting under the circumstances. Watching Coco on Halloween may become a new Halloween tradition.