Sunflower big as your face! up & up they grow reaching the sky:) YES!
I will survive
You will survive
We will survive
If …
Only if …
Only if what? I do have a toolkit to help in our survival during this time of reckoning. Stay tuned.
I will survive
You will survive
We will survive
If …
Only if …
Only if what? I do have a toolkit to help in our survival during this time of reckoning. Stay tuned.
Last month a wedding (which I missed) and yesterday’s birthday party – grateful for the vaccine which allowed for the gathering to take place … it’s been sooooo long. Still the precautions were taken – gathering in outside and many wearing masks – thank you for caring about others:)
We could resume some semblence of normalcy if we all acted responsibly and did our part. Vaccine is for public health – no one likes needles and everyone shares the fears of the unkown. Better informed by trusted sources of medical and science based facts. We can discern facts and truths from the false claims by the fear mongers who take delight in one’s ignorance – yeah, you’ve got your freedom. You’ve got your freedom to place yourself above all others I guess – then – rush into ICU to be cared by those who sacrificed for the sake of others, knowing full well that a little bite out of personal freedom is the price we pay for life liberty and justice for all – As responsible earth-being, we make our small sacrifices and think about the community as a whole at times of crises, don’t we?
The Rose
Some say, “Love. It is a river
That drowns the tender reed”
Some say, “Love. It is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed”
Some say, “Love. It is a hunger
An endless aching need”
I say, “Love. It is a flower
And you its only seed”
It’s the heart afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance
It’s the dream afraid of waking
That never takes the chance
It’s the one who won’t be taken
Who cannot seem to give
And the soul afraid of dyin’
That never learns to live
When the night has been too lonely
Bette Midler (film “Rose” film based on life of Janis Joplin …)
And the road has been too long
And you think that love is only
For the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed that with the sun’s love
In the spring becomes the rose