I am truly sad this morning. Rest in peace, Lane. I have very little time to watch television. In fact, I only watch sporting events. The Flyers are out. Sixers are out. Serie A is done. Champions League..over. I enjoy watching the French Open, but am not drawn to the television. Around Thanksgiving my brother in law, who is a brilliant guy, asked if I watched Mad Men. I told him that I did not and aside from Downton Abbey and sports, I have no interest in television. He told me that I would love Mad Men. He does not own a television. He knows my taste in books and told me that I should watch it. I pulled up Netflix, and there it was. All four seasons. I watched the first episode. DAMN YOU JAMES!!! That was it. I was hooked after one episode.
So here I am. A Mad Men addict. I rarely am able to watch the episodes when they air. I watched myrecorded Mad Men episode after cleaning up from dinner and waiting for John and Manny's train to arrive. This morning I found myself overwhelmed with the thought of Lane's suicide. I am unbelievably sad. I found fellow mourners on our Facebook page today. Thank you. Thank you. My irrational grief hurts. So much so, that I have watched this video of my son three times. If you find yourself in a similar situation, I hope this helps....
