I have been sick as a dog and I haven’t seen the sun in weeks, so it wouldn’t surprise me if my blog posts have tended more toward the dark side of late. I wouldn’t be surprised, but I can’t work up the energy to look, so I’ll just cover my bases and extend my apologies. Rest assured that I will snap out of it eventually.
In the meantime, I strongly encourage you to check out my blog post entitled, “Congratulations, You’re Alive!” I think it’s one of my most optimistic and upbeat posts, and it’s one I revisit quite often to remind myself how lucky I am. It also happens to be included in my first book, which is all about gratitude, and is guaranteed to put a little extra spring in your step, just in case you’ve noticed that your steps haven’t been quite as springy of late.
I’ll just end on that note, while I desperately cast about for an unused tissue. Oh, and here’s a bit of sunshine to brighten your day. Tra la!
After that three ring circus of a State of the Union Address, and considering the state of our union in general, and the obscene miscarriage of justice after Trump’s impeachment which will have historians laughing at us for centuries, I think we all need a hug. I know I do, at least. I’m still in shock.
I think I need to break out my free hugs t-shirt and start wearing it again at large gatherings. If I do, rest assured I’ll be blogging about it, just as I did here, when I wore it on Seattle Pride Day. That was an amazing experience. That post is also included in my book about gratitude.
I also think I should wear that t-shirt at least once on my trip to Italy, to see how it goes over in a different culture. That would be really interesting. Yeah. I’ll have to do that.
Sending you a virtual hug, dear reader, from the depths of my sick bed. Computer virus not included.