It is hard to imagine that sometime in the not too distant future, our children will look back to 2020 and say, “those were the good old days” NOT!
We might sit on our front porches and recall the year that our country nearly had another Civil War. Some will say it was over a small piece of cloth, some will blame the COVID 19 Virus, others will say it was over historical statues of concrete, and still others will say it was over Police vs Rioters. There will also those that will think it was stupid and unnecessary. I tend to agree with the latter.
Why is it so difficult for rational human beings to sit down and talk without HATE sitting in on the talks. One side thinks it is more important to have a robust economy, the other side thinks it is more important to have clean water to drink, clean air to breathe, and fertile land to plow, plant, to raise healthy animals.
Now here’s a thought! Why can’t we have both! If both sides gave up a little, and met somewhere close to the middle, it could happen. Don’t expect me to tell you how to do it. Those in power already know that we have to give a little to get a lot, but everyone wants it ALL and to hell with the other side.
The U.S. sounds like a bunch of unruly brats! I know, I know, it has always been done this way, and many believe it should. Until there enough clear thinking human beings that believe in the objective of leaving a better world to their children, than it was when they received it from their parents!
The “Me too!” and the “I want it now!” generations will give away to the “let’s share, there’s enough for all of us!” And they decide to concentrate how we are alike and not how we are different.
I know it won’t all be peaceful and light, because you can’t suddenly erase thousands of years of prejudice with a swish of a brush, but we must move closer each new generation, or we are doomed to repeat our mistakes forever.
We do have to move closer on that wall that we are huddled, or just like Humpty Dumpty, we might have a great fall, and we will never be put ourselves back together again.
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Creating worlds, characters, and wielding power like a madwoman, making my characters happy, sad, angry, and some of them with no redeeming qualities. I probably shouldn’t admit this, but I sometimes laugh out loud when I am writing a scene, and I have been known to cry when one of my favorites has to die.
I am a left-handed Gemini, what do you expect?
Reading bedtime stories to my two children until they fell asleep or until they just told me to go away, was fun. Making up wild stories for my grandchild, and creating Halloween costumes from Cowboys to a Dragon, was another favorite thing to do. I missed that so much when they were grown, that I started writing.
My yearly newsletters frequently were drafted third-person by my Love Birds, Miranda our motorhome, and by Sir Fit the White Knight, our faithful Honda.
Throughout the years, some of my creative talents centered around writing letters of complaint expressing my displeasure with services or products. One crucial, at least to my Son, was a note to our local school bus driver petitioning her to allow him back on the bus. He was kicked off for making an obscene gesture at his buddy. I reminded her that it was not directed at her, and that “obscenity can be in the eye of the beholder,” kids use that gesture as a greeting. He rode the bus until he graduated.
I loved driving my English teacher crazy. Leaving a “continued next week” at the end of my five handwritten pages required each week. He was one of many people that suggested I “do something about my writing.”
I graduated from the School of Hard Knocks at the top of my class.
After 30 years, in the trenches as a Real Estate Professional, I have found that truth is stranger than fiction. My books are filled with characters I met in that profession. Their names were changed to protect the guilty. Others were from people we met traveling around the country in Miranda, our Motorhome.
I am married nearly 60 years to the love of my life, Shirl, and partner-produced two exceptionally talented children, and one grandchild who is our pride and joy.
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