Politics: I am neither on the left, or on the right, but in the middle. Freedom, I value. More laws and rules, I hate. Arguing and strife, I hate. Violence, racism, I hate. Hypocrisy, dang! Why, oh why was it applauded and generally okay when Target was trashed, and Walmart was flooded, and multitudes walked away with "free" t.v.s, when police stations were set on fire and innocent bystanders beat up, small businesses looted and smashed, all in the name of "peaceful protests", but storm the capitol, and well, just for the record, I do not support this either! And call me a conspiracy theorist, but some stirring up trouble were there just to make Trump supporters look bad. And don't get me started about who is in control of the media. It's just WRONG.
I do not like everything about President Trump. But he's done an awful lot of good for this country, including improving relations with N. Korea, he's wise in his dealings with China, not in bed with them for heaven's sake. I actually feel bad for him, that he's been so absolutely disrespected. "Not my president", I can't imagine being like that, no matter who is in office. Was there election fraud? I won't even go there. It's just scary how far the media will go to paint the world how they want you to see it.
So I don't want to be dragged down into despondency by the news, yet I don't want to live with my head in the sand. I feel I owe it to my kids to teach them not to believe everything they hear, to read between the lines, think for themselves.
With all of this said, life is still a gift. If you are alive today, that is a gift from God. Last night, I had trouble falling asleep (coffee, how I love/hate thee!). Anxious thoughts were trying to edge their way in, so I was tossing and turning, and counting my blessings. I was listing every single thing I was thankful for, and I finally fell asleep.
There is no doubt this is a troubling time to live in. We have a nursing home in our county, the very home my mother-in-law was in for rehab a few years back, which is FILLED with Covid-19. I'm not sure the latest numbers, but over 30 have died, and close to 200 tested positive. This is beyond sad. Not only are the residents without their loved ones visiting, week after week after month, but so many are sick and dying alone. That is the most dismal thing I can think of. So even when I'm enjoying quarantine, sitting at the sewing machine, or binge watching Grey's Anatomy with the teenagers, there is that somberness running through the back of the mind, that awareness that all is not well in this world.
This is the day which the Lord has made, it's up to us how much we get out of it. I know that in our home, how I take things seriously sets the tone around here. We have a turkey defrosting in the refrigerator, doesn't a turkey dinner sound good? Last evening, we had homemade meatballs, with spaghetti and sauce, canned green beans for me. I would prefer spaghetti squash, but one cannot always have what one wants, ha. I also made some cuppy cakes for a little sweetheart who turned one year old. Mama Molly Rose is a nurse, has had a vaccine, and was willing to intrude upon our quarantine, as we were willing to have her. A grandma HAS to see her little granddaughters!
I know that Ophelia Madeline Rose doesn't actually understand too much about birthdays, but big sister Lydia Eleanor certainly does! (I wrapped a gift for her, too!)
Today I have to bring the girls to be tested, it's a voluntary, at the school. Hopefully they'll be negative, and hopefully it'll help school be in-person again. Online school gets boring!
This is how I actually feel today:
When you can't fall asleep at night, when you've gotten to bed after midnight, then morning comes and it's like, ugh! I can't function yet! Ah well, the culprit comes full circle to the rescue, thank you, hot delicious cup of coffee...