Today I made the calls.
I will not be having anyone from outside of my household over for Thanksgiving.
For some people in my family it’s just to risky to be out there.
I know this is the right thing to do and I know it can make a difference and I feel good about it.
Those were hard calls to make- but the truth is I know that there are harder ones to
make and those are the calls I want to avoid at any cost.
amm
Linda G Hill: One Liner Wednesday:
Photo A.M. Moscoso
This Thanksgiving will not be great.
Christmas is looking skinny
and
New Years Eve – you know, I don’t even want to go there.
But next year will be better- I refuse to entertain any other option at this point.
So.
When I get upset about the craziness we are in the midst of right now, I tell myself this to get me back on track:
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Amen PM, Amen.
RDP Monday: EMERGE
I thought- back in September that for the Winter holidays things might be a little more
normal and that we could have a little fun- if we were careful.
And then Halloween rolled around and that was fun
and then the election happened and that was loads of fun
and then we heard, what anyone who had been watching the Covid- 19 numbers saw,
that those hopes for a sort of normal, kind of fun Thanksgiving and Christmas was
probably not going to happen.
That sad fact became official here in Washington state over the weekend.
When I heard the news, I felt like a kid running up to the height chart in front of a
carnival ride and standing straight as I could but to no avail. I missed the mark by a
hair- maybe two hairs.
One hair or two it did not matter because I was not going to get to strap myself into a
car, or a basket or teacup and have the time of my life for a few minutes on a
crazy ride with lights and music and screams and laughter with the smells of food
hanging around my head like a dark winter cloud.
I guess I’ll just do what I’ve been doing sine March and wait for my next chance to ride
the rides at the carnival-
if it’s still there.
amm
On October 2nd
I looked up and saw a horse whose color was pale green.
Its rider was named Death, and his companion was the Grave. These two were given authority over one-fourth of the earth, to kill with the sword and famine and disease .
( Artist Unknown )
and he has done just that.