I hereby declare the last several years as the Wonky Years. These years encompass the worldwide pandemic, political chaos, and so many other events labeled unprecedented. Add to that the deaths of two of my family members and two major surgeries I had—one that miraculously and just in the nick of time saved my ability to hear when I received prosthetic ear bones, and another one to remove a benign tumor deep in my face that left it swollen for a long while and partially paralyzed for a shorter while. The paralysis could have been permanent. No one knew if it would be permanent. It isn’t. But the event jolted my psyche.
