I find that every holiday brings a certain level of gratitude to my spirit and well being. I find goodwill and thoughts of others has a way of lifting clouds of doom and despair. It’s like that question: “list one good thing about?” there is always one thing good you can say… even if it may seem silly (good hair; dresses well) the fact that you can see more than bad may lead to a road of positive and what is wrong with that!
I find myself upset to the point sitting at a typewriter did not help. I read that some feel that even if it is a “good thing” to consider the battle against a virus a”war”… it would be wrong to expand one’s thoughts and expression of compassion to include those who wore the Uniform of Dr./Nurse this Memorial day. To fall in the act of protecting the life of other’s… This is to say that our hearts must be more grinch like and limited to specific words and people.
It seems like having a memory is bad because thoughts should be limited to now and what is being expressed at the moment. Which goes against the words “memorial” since it is a time to recall, remember and honor the kind of people who had protected those they did not know to preserve a concept of “life, liberty, freedom, pursuit of happiness”. Memorial Day is a time when we look pass what one’s political view is… because those who we honor did!
I like a good deal…some are like lemons and you can turn them into lemonade. Other deals are like a rotten apple and need to be tossed into the trash just moments before the garbage truck drives by. Sometimes a good deal is what you least expect… a sight you see in your car or a $4.99 typewriter or where a old movie leads you to.
