I Refuse to Belive It, I Just Can’t, BILL COSBY

My heart sinks. Now wait a minute. Before you raise your voice to me or point your finger, shaking it in front of my face, let me clarify my feelings.

Bill Cosby, a household name for years. He was a part of our family. He was the first black family that my parents watched on television every week and he helped more black and African Americans to walk through doors of opportunities. His words brought laughter to our home. It felt good to sit as a family and all be laughing together.

I brought up my kids watching this. One of the biggest values I ever had for Bill is his comedy in our lives. He took my stress and worries a way. He made me realize that my life wasn’t so bad. He humored us with his jokes.

His TV show represented American families everywhere. Wholesome shows, where Mom and Dad were involved with not just making sure food and housing was provided for the kids.

These TV parents got involved with their families. Both of them shared in the joy and cried in the sadness their kids were going through. Grandparents and children all sitting together, singing, showing a holding of hands and praying together around the table, giving thanks for what they had. Wouldn’t that be nice to have this once again in our own families instead of everyone eating at different times and places?

I don’t remember one time where Cliff, Bill Cosby, ever boasted about how rich he was or brag on his wife in her attorney position. It seemed to show through their actions, that what was theirs was shared with family.

I refuse to believe the scandal, especially in a time of Bill’s life where age is not on his side. Is it better for him to come forward and try to tune down the negativity? Would he get further by not saying anything, unwilling to acknowledge the hateful and harmful words?

I don’t know the answer to this. He was enjoyed by millions for years on television. Why after all these years has something so devastating come about now? Don’t you think that some where in the cracks this dark, deep secret would have floated to the top during the highlight of his career?

I guess when it comes down to it, I try to look at the whole ball. He was good for us. I know without a doubt our world today has changed since the eighties. People aren’t looking for the good in people near as much as they used to. People are looking for fast bucks, news media, their face on the front page.

I refuse to believe this news scandal, I just can’t. Maybe I will believe if Bill Cosby comes forward and says something; but then again, would I believe it? Isn’t it possible that he could say something to shut the door hard on this topic and go back to enjoying the latter part of his life? I guess the answer will always lay between Bill and his God.


Do You Want to Voice Your Opinion?

I heard on the early news this Saturday morning that an elementary student was disciplined for sharing his lunch with another student. My mouth dropped and my eyes probably bugged out as my daughter says they do when I am upset.

I have stated in a few of my posts that our world is no longer the country of Love they neighbor as thyself. I believe we are more a ME world, and what can you do for me. It is sad. I don’t believe this is the purpose of why we were born.

Not bringing any politics or religions into this post I still believe that gathering in groups and number; watching out for each others backs; and treating others as we would also like to be treated can be the Golden Rule of life.

What are we teaching a youngster when we punish him for sharing? Nothing less than what I stated above. So sad, just terrible in my opinion.

It used to be in our country and still remains in some areas of the world that when parents become old, the children take care of the parents. Sort of like a pay it forward moment. After all most parents spent a good part of their younger days trying to raise children into good adults.

Today, it is not done so easy. Times are different. I realize this. Economy is off-balance. Work is hard to find. Work is harder on the body as many try to do the job of more than one person as companies keep down-sizing to hold on to a few more dollars. Not all grown children can afford to care for their elderly parents, even if their hearts and hands want to.

When my brother was in the nursing home those short, six months, I was able to observe and get to know quite a few of the residents. I was a little surprised at how many had siblings and families in the same area, but here this lonely person sat, trying to make each day pass.

I heard stories from their mouths on the lonliness they felt and how they wish the good Lord would just take them home. With the child who shared his lunch and then was reprimended, what do you think the chances are that he will look after his parents when they are aged? You already know my thoughts, what are yours on this topic?