Tell the Truth Tuesday: Thrown chicken bones

I was unable to do my Manic Monday show last night because of overwhelming grief. Its also suiting that Prince wrote the song ,"Manic Monday" for the Bangles. I contemplated whether to do todays show from bed. I decided I would give you a little something. I have to. I have to dedicate this show to my mother. She suffered terribly while on earth. Her only passion was her children. I never understood that until I had one. Yesterday was spent locked in a hotel to harness my grief. I invited my brothers, my sister, my son was with me and my stepfather was there. I summoned a friend to bring me chicken....fried chicken and red beans and rice. He obliged. When I woke up and checked my phone, I had called people and was abrasive. Then I looked and saw there were chicken wing bones all over the floor. I was in my yellow bikini curled on the edge of the bed in a robe. What lay beside me was the book ,'PIMP" by Iceberg Slim. My editor was on the couch bed sleeping. For the first time in a long time I took my golden glass and dumped my red wine down the bathroom sink. It looked terribly similar to blood. The exact kind of blood that would seep through my long sleeve shirts after I cut myself in an attempt to feel alive. Dont worry. For the first time in a long time I am choosing coffee today instead of wine....for now. I am also dedicating this show to my childhood perfect man, PRINCE.