Wear Orange Day

This is a message worth sharing, so I am. I wasn’t aware of Wear Orange Day before, so thanks, Jill.
Larry

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I typically make fun of all the ‘national days’ … I mean, there are some thoroughly ridiculous ones like National Lima Bean Respect Day, National Rat Catcher’s Day, and National Talk In An Elevator Day.  However, there are a few of the national days that are worthy of being honoured, and today is one such day:  National Gun Violence Awareness Day, also known as Wear Orange Day.  I’ve made no secret of the fact that I hate guns and would happily see every last one of them destroyed, so it should come as no surprise that I’m writing about this day.

Until a few days ago when a dear friend emailed me about this day, I was not even aware of it … which likely means that most people are unaware.  Raising awareness is the goal of this day, and I aim to do my part to help raise that…

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Still Here

Hi, there. It’s been a while. Figured I should let y’all know I haven’t disappeared.

I haven’t had COVID, thank goodness. Nor has anyone in my family, far as I know. It has touched my life, though; a friend died from it.

I just haven’t felt much like writing. No inspiration, no motivation, even. Truth is, this hasn’t been the best year for me. It’s been pretty depressing, for several reasons, health issues and loss of family members among them.

I know life is life, and bad stuff just happens to everyone. I know I’m not being unfairly singled out.

I’m just ready for some light to peek through these clouds.

Anyhow, I‘ll try not to be such a stranger in the future.

Take care, y’all.

Exhale

It’s official now.

Joe Biden is President of the United States. Kamala Harris is the Vice President.

And donald trump is outta here.

I’ve been holding my breath since Election Day for this moment. Through all the $#!t trump and the Republicans in Congress have put us through from that day to this, up to and including the violent insurrection orchestrated by trump and carried out by his rabid followers.

Now we’re on the other side of that, and hope is returning to my consciousness.

Somewhat.

I mean, let’s face it, there’s a lot of mess to clean up from the last administration. From the coronavirus response to international relations, to the environment, to racial unrest, to the deep and bitter political divisions among our citizens, it’s still easy for me to be pessimistic about our future.

But running trump out of town is an important first step, definitely. I won’t miss him a bit.

Let’s all breathe out, now. The page has turned, and a new chapter begins today.

I will hold on to what hope I do have, that this country can recover, and learn, and become stronger, and not fall to pieces, instead.

Fingers crossed, America.


Homecoming

Oh, there’s no place like home for the holidays,

Cause no matter how far away you roam,

When you pine for the sunshine of a friendly gaze,

For the holidays, you can’t beat home, sweet home.


As I was just listening to this popular Christmas tune, I realized how different this year’s holidays will be.

Some things will stay the same, of course. The decorating. The shopping. The music. The food. All in glorious abundance.

Due to the pandemic, though, going home will be more problematic, and surely advised against by the health experts.

Of course, as we proved over Thanksgiving, not everyone will heed said advice. And the infections will spread, again.

Because, by golly, we’re not going to let a little thing like a highly contagious virus ruin our holidays.

I understand the desire, the need, to spend time with family at this time of year. I get it. It stinks that we’re being warned to not do it.

But folks, it’s just not safe.

I know a lot of you refuse to believe that, and a lot more of you don’t care. And I can’t stop you from doing what you want.

All I can do is hope you will choose to be safe, for everybody’s sake. Just call, or Zoom, the ones you wish you could be with. I know it’s not the same, but better than no contact at all.

Believe me, I’m as tired of the coronavirus as anyone else, but it’s still here, and still killing people. None of us like to acknowledge that, but it’s true. We must continue to wash our hands, wear our masks and keep our distance to help prevent the spread of this deadly virus. A vaccine is coming, but it ain’t here yet.

So, please, folks, let’s be sensible about this, and considerate of family and friends, so that we all can survive this crisis and still be around for future holidays.

Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year. Love and peace to you.