Dear America,
when are you going to write again?
when? she said, with a wee bit of disdain.
SO it's official. Having a midlife crisis. Which is really great news considering that sets the intention of living to be 120. What? It's been done before.
However, here's the caveat -- I shudder to think I have another sixty coming my way. How did the world get so complicated? How did the world get so upside down? Our founders had such a good ole time setting the standards, now look at us. Look At Us.
Of course the biggest news of late has been the recent decision reversing a travesty -- Roe v Wade.
As if.
The left is acting as if the sky is falling, having no idea that the decision in the seventies was really so out of place, out of character, out of what the founders envisioned altogether. But that's beside the point. Oh my god, how dare we allow states to decide by virtue of the people living in that state.
Why does it have to be all or nothing? Why can't we live among grey area and be totally content?
So we have "women's rights" when it comes to abortion -- but take swimming, for example, forghettaboutit.
When is it totally okay to designate a person of male biology a woman's award? When?
So in other words,
I have no idea where I'm going.
I have no idea where America is heading.
And I'm okay with that.
Oh my goodness, it's been so long since I tapped on the keyboard under the scope of my sweet little G thing. All I really was aiming for was a return to the keys...a return to my head... a return to a part of me that nobody really pays attention to. It's kinda out of body, out of mind, out of this world.
so here's my little niblet of advice from the Great White Spirit:
Live Tranquilly in God
Patience really means confidence in God, knowing that God has you in His care. God, the Great White Spirit, is all around you and in you and is working out a wise and beautiful purpose in your soul. Do not live with the feeling that you must get over the ground as quickly as possible to reach a certain point. Just live every moment, every hour, every day, tranquilly in the protective love of God, taking the hours as they come and doing one thing at a time, quietly.
And I guess that's it; gonna call it a day.
Nothing fancy, there is that.
And I'm okay with that. My life has never been about fancy.
It's always been about getting things done; whether getting through things, getting over things, it's about getting it done, figuring it all out.
oh my gosh...have totally forgotten how I sign things off it's been so long.
Heavy sigh.
Make it a good day,
G
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