Thoughts For Today


I turned away from placing my Dumbo ears to the TV news each day. It wasn’t because it scared me so much, although that is a partial reason, but it is depressing to me. With my healing process of losing my brother; I don’t need any extra depression in my life.

The days of the hippie, free and caring, the world is a pretty place, flowers in our hair, pot everywhere are gone. I am not saying I experienced any or all of this but I do remember thinking the world is round. The world is full of possibilities; the world is full of love.

I don’t think it is totally a fact that my age has changed my views on those hippie days, but more a realization that the world is not all about flowers; but it is all about love.

As I read the postings on Facebook, or even play with Google search, highlights show over and over our world still has happy moments; but is crumbling around us. Fighting among countries, families being separated, children raising themselves, murder is as easy as pulling the trigger.

This country was built and stood on our love for God, our neighbors, and looking out for each other. This part of our world is being tarnished by the evil in our world. Today it is more about survival, hurt those who hurt us, take from others what we think we deserve.

What do we deserve? Do we have the right to call each day our own? Do we dare count on tomorrow? In my opinion, no, we do not. We are not our own boss, God is our teacher. He is our leader, the all-knowing. He knows which minute is our last. He knows the errors of our ways. He knows our heart.

I can not even say today what I used to say, which was; with enough people gathering together we can make the world a better place. Why? because I am not sure it is supposed to be a better place. Many people believe the world is coming to a point where Jesus will come back. I also believe this but have no knowledge of when.

Although I am smart enough to know from reading Revelations that many verses state what we are living today, we as believers of God must pray not that the world will get better; but that all shall have the opportunity to make that most valuable choice of walking with God or not.

We must be thankful for each day we are given. We should pray a huge thank-you for each gift we are given. We are not in charge of our days, but we can help by pulling together, helping others and loving all, period. We can be a huge marble of support for each other.

Yesterday, Ute, a blogging friend of mine gave me an idea and I actually loved it. There is much confusion we live with today, but I do remember clearly when I was a child going to the giant swings at the park. I remember how free I felt swinging as high as I could. I remember feeling the breeze going through my hair, laughing and giggling while mom and dad pushed me. I am going to go do this. I am going to get some of that free feeling of being a kid again, while the grown-up part of me keeps an eye on my reasons for existence and I prepare for what is to come.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Frustrations and Laughter


Frustrations and Laughter

Wow, what a day from hell. It started out good. I got up before my time to and hopped in the shower. Al was sleeping so I took the time to even dry my hair. Dressed and bed made I fed the cat, and sat down to make some phone calls.

I am still searching for any good person to help me here at the house. Do you know how frustrating it is to hear so many scream they need a job, but then no one wants…

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Frustrations and Laughter


Wow, what a day from hell. It started out good. I got up before my time to and hopped in the shower. Al was sleeping so I took the time to even dry my hair. Dressed and bed made I fed the cat, and sat down to make some phone calls.

I am still searching for any good person to help me here at the house. Do you know how frustrating it is to hear so many scream they need a job, but then no one wants to work here?

A friend came this morning and helped me give Al his bath. A couple of hours later the caregiver came and then from that point on unexpected visitors appeared and my day got quickly worse.

Do you remember back to when you were young, like elementary age? The things we threw fits about and argued about seemed so important. Today, if we act like this we are considered less than young. We could be considered petty.

Yes, that was my entire day. Awful, nasty, he/she blaming others. All this came about over me trying to something right. I won’t go into deep details. As far as I know, all is resolved.

As for Al he has barely eaten today. He was the one most calm all day. Sleeping seems to be his past time anymore.

The caregiver is gone, it is almost time to check to see if Al wants to eat supper. I am listening to the news. The weather is on. I just want to puke. Yep, I used that word. A chance of one inch more of snow.

What is up with this terrible winter? Here in Indiana in my area we have had 101 inches of snow. Starting way before winter arrived and never letting up with way too many below zero temperatures.

I swear, when this chapter of my life is over, I am renting a motel room or running away from this house and I am going to lock myself up in a hippie house. A house filled with pretty flowers floating on the walls. Colors everywhere. Happy smiles on everyone’s faces.

Oh wait, that sort of sounds like the seventies doesn’t it? Well maybe I  have returned as an adult in a hidden flower child costume, except no drugs. I won’t need drugs. The release from all of this stress will be my natural  high.

I am sitting here laughing my butt off and I have no reason why. Just laughing, yes, laughing. Guess it is a good thing there are no window peepers or they would call the white straight jacket people trying to have this insane person committed.

Oh well, tis life, another day, another penny earned. Frustrations and laughter all in the same sentence. Doesn’t sound right, but it works for me.

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