I fell asleep early so of course i was wide awake at 4:30 a.m. Normally I would try and go back to sleep but today I just got up and decided to make the best of it. I am glad I did. I watched from my window as the cats played in the early morning dew. Chasing what I am not sure but it was funny to watch. I got my morning Java and walked outside to hear birds singing, a comfortable coolness in the air and I saw some early flowers that are starting to open. It was a nice way to start the day. Have a great day/evening where ever you may be! 🙂
It is not about the choice of their gender for me. It is about committing a crime and then being allowed to choose which Prison you want. i am sorry but we have been getting soft for too long. When a person commits a crime, they are sent to Prison for punishment so why allow them to choose what prison they want? Do we open a fashion store for them next? This has and is all getting out of hand. IF you choose to commit crimes and go to prison, there should be no allotment for where you go. Just my thoughts.
I have been reading your stuff, looking at photos and so on. Then it just popped in my head (happens a lot) that even though I have anxiety, why is it called a mental illness? I think it should be an emotional illness. Even though emotions come from the mind, it is still an emotional reaction from our souls I believe and our hearts. I have extreme emotion which at times causes anxiety but it is because I am too loyal, too loving and I think deeply. But my anxiety comes from my heart and soul so I call it an emotional illness not mental. Just me of course in my ranting thought s during reading. Now I am back to reading. lol. 🙂
Yes, I called him that. The little Chihuahua across the Subdivision that would stalk with his owner, often jerking loose and chasing us and any thing that moved. Or didn’t, like a pebble that he felt threatened him or his master. He has chased cats, us, leaves, wind and well you get it. He caused such havoc because his tiny self is a little terror. He gave me a break when my sweet little Pom mix Buddy passed almost as if he knew I was grieving and maybe he did. But now, as i see him from my window sometimes and sometimes from the safety of my front door nearby (should I need to jump back inside) I have learned to just laugh at him. He is a tiny thing but he has no fear. Of ANYTHING or anyone. Maybe I could learn a thing or two from this little creature who thinks he is a Dragon. Actually, maybe I have. 🙂
Needless to say, we all know 2020 and now 2021 has proven to be, well, strange, sad and confusing. The many things that I try to work on such as Anxiety, stress, grief and the loss of loved ones took its toll. So, I had to have something to help. That is when I let my love for art and writing kick in. I had to have something. I found new creative ideas and I am glad because it kept me from going insane. Now, I just draw or paint whatever comes to mind. One plus in the last season of weird. 🙂
I hate naps. I do not have time to take naps during the day and I don’t like them because they disrupt the time at night when I already have trouble sleeping. But, after three days of bad dreams, anxiety, and over thinking, I woke up this morning just exhausted so I caved and took a nap for an hour. Wow! It helped a lot and I feel so much better. Maybe a daily nap here and there is not so bad after all. 🙂
Trying to delete history of the United States will not change anything. It will not make the World a better place because it is just that . History. We have learned from and we can still learn from it but by trying to erase it, we are also erasing all of the good that came from it. Religion, Martin Luther King Jr. (whom I greatly admire) Roosevelt, Rosa Parks, JFK, Abraham Lincoln (whom I also greatly admire). Just many things and good people. Lessons learned from tragic mistakes and bad people such as Hitler, serial killers, oppressions and the list goes on. Of course bad things happened and great things happened. My grandfather, a man of Indian heritage was one of the wisest people I have ever met. He taught me things that serve me to an advantage to this very day. He taught me about strength, forgiveness, love, acceptance, giving and keeping your word. He had a tough life growing up but he never missed a beat. He told me of his History and tragedies he experienced and it taught me to always be a kinder, more forgiving person. Tearing down Statues, rioting, trying to erase things that happened is just a mind boggle for me. I walk around people and in 90% of the cases, we are smiling at each other. I look at the eyes and see it when mask are on. Leave History just where it is and we can still learn. But we can also realize that while we cannot change it because it is a done deal, just work to make the World, OUR World, a better place.
Just like everything in life, there is good and there is bad. Racism is one of them. There is also good and bad in every situation. You have some white people that are racist against African Americans, there are some African Americans racist against white people, some Indians racist against white people and vice versa. In every color, nationality or whatever you will find racism. You will also find good people and bad people. Good cops and bad cops, Some Muslims against Christians and again vice versa. racist homeowners against renters, racism exist in every form. However, it is up to us as a species to find the find the good and avoid the bad. There are just situations that no matter what you do, it is not going to change some things. Turning against each other because some people choose to be racist is just not okay with me. Uniting together as one with no color, no creed, no status involved and being as one is how we can all make change. not by all the things going on now. We cannot change History but we can make today and the future better by coming together. Just my take for the day. Have a great day/evening wherever you are.
I see your picture every morning. I think about you everyday. You made me smile and I know you still watch over me. But I would be lying if I said I didn’t miss our chaotic, happy, silly life we shared. You brought us so much laughter and joy. I wish you were here to see the beauty that came after. your sister growing up to get married and have her beautiful babies. If you could be here to see how I paint and how it changed. How so many things we could be doing together or the talks we would be having. But even though you left me a long time ago, I love the time I was blessed with you. For that, I get to love those memories so when I do wish you could be here, I can still go back to the time when you were here and even when I cry, I also smile. Because if you had never been here, I would not have learned so many things that carry me through now. I love you always. Love, mom
So much has changed in this new “normal”. Locked in, facetime for family and friends, mask, anxiety, Fear, sickness, tears, a longing to be with those you love, a desire to be in that church you always assumed would be open. The Yoga classes, the gym and the work place where it was always such a chore. the schools where our children met, learned and played. This new “normal” has sucked in so many ways. But there have been blessings too. Learning to appreciate what we took for granted. The freedom to see who we wanted when we wanted, the ones who loved being alone then found that having the opportunity to get out taken away made some of us want to reach out. It has made me have such an appreciation for things I just never worried about. I never knew wearing a mask could be so weird but I know how those with cancer must have felt or feel. The blessings have been seeing just how much we will now absorb and breathe in the ability to be able to be free again. So, along with the chaos cam the blessing of learning again how precious life can be.