Many people cannot wait for lockdown to end. I wish it never would.
2020 has seen one disaster after another. At times, it feels as if I am living one of those really bad Saturday afternoon movies on the SyFy channel, the ones we all hate so much we love. But there are lessons to be learned from all of this. Will we? That too is our decision. We may not control what happens to us, but we always control how we react to it.
Growing up I heard those words often but never have I appreciated them as much as this past week. How we live and see this world as disposable needs to change, beginning with the things in our bins.
Fifty years, half of a century, my lifetime. One of change, not all of it good. Doing and being better by embracing our past.
I have known I was different from the day I set foot in Missus Lanier’s first-grade classroom in Euston Elementary.
Does life have meaning? Are there signs?