Things really do seem bleak with hurricanes and wild fires and North Korea and the political state of our great nation.
On a personal level, so many people dear to me are going thru really rough stuff – cancer, children with heroin addictions, horrible break-ups…
My best friend, Frank, and I ‘joke’ that it’s the End Times. Is it a joke? The world is not what it used to be.
Are we living a dystopian novel? Or – dystopian non-fiction?!
I don’t think so, but I also didn’t expect to see Miami under water. Did you?
I feel pretty blessed right now, thinking about all the displaced people and animals around our country. It hard to stop worrying about the elderly in nursing homes in Florida.
I suppose the only thing to do is to help as much as I can – to donate money and any requested items. I wish I had room to take in displaced animals.
Things just don’t feel the same as they used to. I’ve always been relatively lazy. I think it’s time to become more vocal and more active.
A different time – a new chapter.