And, here we are again. I spent time this week sussing out a topic.
This one comes from a men’s group that I’ve been a part of since I was initiated 10 years ago.
No cult stuff here (though the group is rather cultish).
Emotions can be broken down into four major categories — joy, sadness, anger and fear.
Over the past few months, I’ve experienced all of them. Joy, because I don’t have a lot of FP’s at this moment in my life.
Sadness, because in attaining joy, I’ve had to leave a lot of baggage behind.
Anger — every day — because I know that I can be a better person if I wish to be. I know that we can be a better country if we wish to be. But assholes. So many assholes. I run into them every single day. They think we’re in a good place, and they won’t remove the Trump / Pence bumper sticker from their car. Shit, some won’t even remove the yard sign.
Fear — going into this weekend I never understood my parent’s fear during the Cuban missile crisis. I do now.
Back then, we had a JFK to get us out of a fix. Today, we have a DJT who seems laser guided into TEOWTAWKI.
Easter comes with the sunrise tomorrow.
I wish us all a rebirth, and recommitment.
Love. Love. Love.
