Jan 01, 2015 02:50
So here we are; another new year. Not to be a grinch but there is no recent evidence that this year will be better than the one that just left, just as no year in my lifetime has been better than the previous. Oh sure, in my own, private life things get better every year. But the world is all connected. As there is more violence and of a more horrific nature; as problems which I naively thought had been solved by the struggles of my predecessors become, once again, more prevalent; as more and more of "the truth" becomes revealed in this time of revelations, life will surely become more critical, more hard to deal with every year ... every
day. After all, all that has really passed is one day.
So this year, in an effort not to fall into depression over a world I can in no way control, I will stay close to home, close to my husband, close to my dearest friends and family. Because, when all is said and done, I do believe these will be the only resources any of us will have.
And yet, when that time comes, I cannot think but that life will be simpler, more satisfying, and easier to deal with than these current times.
Every feeling I have about the future is not fear. Some of it is hope.
que-sera-sera,
i-love-my-hubby,
grateful,
the-news,
friends,
the-world-is-burning