“Twenty years was yesterday, and yesterday was just earlier this morning, and morning seemed light-years away.” – Andre Aciman TWENTY YEARS? Two decades? I sit here and wonder…HOW? W asn’t it just yesterday?...because the pain is still so fresh. But wasn’t it forever ago?...because it seems like a 100 years since I’ve heard your laugh or seen your smile? I’ve felt rather morose for a few months now, knowing today was peeking up over the horizon at me in 2023. It has weighed heavily on me. I’ve spent so much time of late, wondering if is morbid to memorialize the day we lost you – or even disrespectful to invest so much emotion in remembrance of the last moments we had with you. Maybe it is more appropriate to remain taciturn, or better yet maybe simply let the day pass with no mention of the sadness it evokes. But somehow, that hurts worse. Oh, Dad! I miss you so much. You were a b...
No. I'm NOT ok. You should not be ok, either. It isn't as simple as moving forward and respecting each other and each other's opinions. If you in anyway supported or voted Trump back into office, you are not my friend. You voted for HATE You voted for BIGOTRY You voted for DECEIT You voted for FACISM You voted for CRUELTY You voted for GREED You voted for EVIL You voted against DEMOCRACY You voted against FREEDOM You voted against EQUALITY You voted against KINDNESS You voted against HUMANITY You voted against PEACE You voted against me. But worse... You voted against yourself. When I look at what just happened, I am most heart broken and OUTRAGED to clearly see a fatal flaw in some humans. It isn't just about being a good human - you know: kind, empathetic, understanding, helping, telling the truth, etc. - It's a matter of MORAL ETHICS. You know "moral ethics...the internal rules that make you who you are ...
I fell down a terrible rabbit whole. Wait... While this is true, I am getting ahead of myself a bit. Let me try again. First I’ll indulge in a little self-deprecation. In honor of my dad who thought blonde jokes were the funniest jokes ever told (which I have grown to understand that they are actually very offensive) Here’s a joke that describes me recently: Three blondes walk into a building…You’d think at least one of them would’ve seen it! But I digress… Do you ever suddenly realize the universe, the powers that be, god, (whatever you want to call it), SOMETHING is trying to get your attention and you’ve been missing the hints for a while? I like to kid myself into thinking that I am “aware” and “in tune” with things. But, there are times that I blithely and quite literally, “blondely” miss things that are practically slapping me in the face. I think it actually started subtlety, a few years ago…...
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