I tell you, 2020 has no class. If Michael Myers doesn't get it, I'm tempted to form a parrot posse to kick this year to the curb!
Like Zack, I do hope that the fall and upcoming holiday season offer us some relief, but after that breaking news, I wonder if 2020 intends to cut us any breaks at all. It was bad enough with the President getting COVID-19 and so many people actually wishing him death (what's wrong with those people? You don't wish death on anybody or anything!). We're hanging by a thread here, folks. The whole world is frazzled and sick of it all. COVID-19 has overstayed it's welcome. And about this "new normal?" Yea, what's that. I haven't seen anything that remotely resembled a definition of "normal" since before mommy got the flu in late February.
Yes, we're all done with this year. When mommy heard "The Day I Tried to Live" on SirusXM this morning, she said probably everybody on earth felt that way every day. Because that's what we've been trying to do every day since March, with mixed results. Trying to live. Which has descended to trying to stay healthy, trying to keep it going, trying to stay out of the chaos, trying to make it a day at a time.
She says that this too shall pass. I believe it. It's just tiring sometimes when the bad news keeps coming. We need some encouragement - which is actually when you're less likely to get it because desperation is such a low frequency that you can't reach it anyway. So what to do? As that song she talked about said, one more time around. Keep trying, I suppose. I'm glad to see her making an effort to find her normal after losing granddaddy. I just wish the rest of the world would find that determination and we could all unite this time around to find a better way and a better day.
Where there's life, there's hope. We're still standing, so we will keep on keeping on. It will get better in time. We just don't know how much of that it will take. All we can do is keep the faith.
That's all today. Take care, and have a great week.
Luv,
Bubbles