Where did the weekend go? Seriously. Poof. Friday was like just 9 minutes ago. Oh well.
Six Word Story
Sometimes revolutions begin with the young.
Keeping Up
My blog, WordPress and Twitter helps me keep up with stuff so I can sound informed and relevant. It’s nice to be on top of things when one is 50. Of course there are some things that I don’t get and probably never will but I try.
Remembering My Grandmother Today
Five years ago my grandmother Polly passed away. She’s a great woman who took on a lot of responsibility at a young age when her own father, my great-grandfather passed away. Along with my grandfather they raised 3 great kids and she helped raise her grandchildren. Without her I wouldn’t be the person I am today. I miss her every day and am comforted she is one of the saints and angels who greeted my dad when he went to heaven. Grandmom I love you very much and your presence is felt always.
Having My Say
When I criticize my country I am told to leave if I don’t like it. That sort of argument is stupid. My country is broken and doesn’t work for everyone so therefore I will say so. It is my right to have my say provided by the constitution that allows them to carry weapons of mass destruction. There’s a lot wrong and it has to be fixed.
Four Weeks
Dad, it’s been four weeks since you left us and I so wish you were still here. Not suffering, not sick but very much well and being alive in spirit and body. I miss you every day.
(Please do not reblog, thank you)
