It’s the middle of summer and time to put out a little beachy items on the table. We are far, far from the ocean but I like to pretend. I haven’t been to the ocean many times. We sent a week there one time at Wildwood, New Jersey but other than that and one trip to Myrtle Beach I’ve only had a few day trips to the ocean. Right now I would welcome sitting with my toes in the ocean letting the waves slap up against my body.
Some days I can feel the tension growing and anxiety trying to take control. The news sometimes makes me so distraught. I am so worried about our democracy and hoping that it can weather this kind of assault. I’ve always had faith in American but I don’t understand what is happening which makes me crazy. I long for the “old days” where things were just normal.
Oh, I do understand. Sometimes things seem okay as I go on doing the regular things around the house, things to make life seem normal and usual. And then I realize my neck is stiff and there's a funny feeling in my stomach and I remember that things aren't normal and may never be again. But we go on again to try it another day.
ReplyDeleteHi, Peggy! I love your beachy creations! Whenever I look at the beautiful, graceful way you feather your nest I feel calm and peace. This is such a strange time. Inside my house everything feels normal, but outside my door there is a world I don't recognize. I, too, fear for our democracy. Never did I think our institutions and way of life could be threatened and perhaps destroyed in such a short time. I have to have faith that we will get through this. Normal never looked so good! Hugs to you, my friend!
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