Ah poop. Both Fetchund and I feel for you. (Fetch let her membership lapse, so can’t say so herself.)
I was laid off two years ago and it’s definitely a drag. Life works out though, so I suspect you’ll land on your feet.
So sorry to hear about both pieces of bad news.
At least your job did not end because of anything you did - people in the biz know that magazines come and go all the time (in fact it happened to me, too - I was once the associate editor of a magazine that experienced a trajectory a lot like what you described). So there is no stigma attached to being unemployed.
I’m very sorry about your aunt, twicks.
And the job woes.
Oh, twickster, I’m so sorry. My condolences about your aunt, and someone needs a boot up the backside for throwing away your talent at work.
Double condolences. There’s never a good time for stuff like this to happen, then it does all at once.
Take a nice, hot bath, get a massage and a pedicure.
Robin
I’m sorry for your loss and your job, twickster. I’m rooting for you.
Twicks, Hon, I’m so sorry, on both counts. Sounds like your Aunt had a good, loving, long life. Bless her on into yond.
The magazine, well, I’m pissed off about that for you. As you know, I subscribe, and I’ll have to say that this latest issue was where you guys have hit your stride. Very tight and well done, in design and content. Two years is about time for a magazine team to learn to fly, and I’m pissed because this was the issue where you had really pulled it all together. I know it was a marketing venture, and sales figures speak, and the economy for “extras”, like gardening, is in a downturn, now, but this seems shortsighted. Your publication built interest for those products in an informative and interactive manner with the features on real gardeners.
If bottomline is just the done deal, shit and, sigh. I know how much work it takes to get out a magazine, and, Gal, you did it very well. I wish for you a nice long soaking bath, to get rid of tension. And I know that you’ll find a new venture soon to match your talent.
That’s a lot to deal with all at once, twickster. I feel for you.
May the Divine Presence comfort you and your aunt’s family along with all the mourners of Zion and Jerusalem.
And good luck with the job hunt too.
Nashville has several publishing houses. You don’t have to be a Methodist to work here. You might check this site from time to time: [The United Methodist Publishing House]](http://www.umph.org/resources/jobs/default.html). I promise you, normal people work there and most of them wear shoes.
I’m sorry about your job and especially about your Aunt Mary. I hope that you can find some way to deal with your feelings without getting too stressed out. You can always talk it out here when you hurt. Did she live near you?
That’s the spirit! Knock em dead kid.
Very, very sorry on both counts.
Condolences on all counts. 
I’m sorry for your loss of your aunt, and I hope you’ll find a new job soon. I’m rooting for you.
(At least now, I don’t think you’ll have to worry about more spotlight gardens that haven’t been tended…)
I’m sorry for both of your losses, Twickster.
And as Zoe said, Nashville has a number of publishing concerns if you’re interested in a move. Not all of them are even religious! And we could use another face at one of our Nashvegas Dopefests. 
twicks, I remember when you asked for people to ask questions so you’d have some for the early issues; I thought it was a great idea.
Best wishes on your job hunt (shoot 'em dead!) and {{{{{{{}}}}}} on your aunt’s passing, to be used as needed.
Well, that certainly blows. I’m sorry about your aunt.
However, I have full confidence that you’ll find another job shortly!
I too remember this.
So sorry about the job and the loss of your dear aunt.
I’m sorry to hear of your misfortune, ecspecially about your Aunt. I’m sure you’ll have another job in no time, though. You strike me as a pretty smart guy.
{{{{Twicks}}}}, twice.
This would be an excellent time to buy a lottery ticket!
Sorry about your Auntie.