A Variety of Thoughts About Everything

 So. I am "celebrating" another complete journey of the Earth Around the Sun. AKA another year of life. AKA a Birthday. 62 years old. Like most people I really enjoyed birthdays a a child. They were fun with the gifts, cakes, and other foods along with we were celebrating ME. And, like most people, as I got older birthdays lost their luster. I just stopped caring about them entirely. I am not anti birthday like an older sister of mine. I just don't think that they are important. Yeah. I was born. As we all were. And yeah, I am going to die someday. As we all are. What I find important is what I do in my life between those two. The dash between the dates on the obit or the headstone. Just as I enjoyed my birthday as a child I liked all the other holidays as well. Memorial Day. I did not yet understand the significance of this holiday. Just that there was parades and cook outs. I liked all that. The 4th of July was just fun. The fire works. The parade. The small, usually ch...

 Just recently I came face to face with my own mortality. I was very sick and the Doctor who fixed me said that if I had waited much longer then they might not have been able to help me. It was that close. Kinda got me looking at things again. And remembering some things. Some years ago a cousin of mine passed away. He was young, mid fifties, and it was not expected. One of my Aunt's had been complaining about him for years. Not real bad, just things that she felt were places where he was not living up to who he could have been and was, in her opinion, falling short. Not long after myself, my Mum, and my Aunt, were traveling and hit a store for things. As we were shopping she started talking about my cousin. And her whole tone had shifted. He was now a Saint who could do no wrong. As I was listening to her I was also remembering the way she spoke about him before. And I realized that neither of these people she talked about was the real person. Both of them were colored by her perc...

  I have a sibling that is a huge Trump Supporter. And before Trump they were already really unhinged on the subject of Politics. Really good person, except when disagreed with about politics. Then would absolutely lose their ever lovin' mind. Because of the total inability to have a conversation instead of an emotionally fueled tirade a lot of family members cut them off on social media and limited contact. Was/Is very distressing. And, in order for some things to make sense later on, I normally do not make this distinction at all, this sibling and I share a Father. We have different Mother's. I know their Mother and have a good relationship with her. And, to me, Family is Family. So, to me, a sibling is a sibling and I do not do the half shit. I just needed to put this out there for clarity on a later point. A little while ago I wrote a piece about the "election" of Trump to a second term called " America's Post Mortem" which you can read as I have li...