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I am an "accidental blogger". When I launched my writing career in March of 2014, one of the things that I decided to include was my journaling, which I have always found to be a comforting and therapeutic endeavor.  It was a big risk to open myself up in such a public forum, but it has taught me that, for the most part, we share far more experiences than we think. It's comforting to know I'm not alone!  (*the "Button Text" is the link to my first novel)
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The Disaster That Hasn't Happened, Yet

3/4/2016

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This year, more than at any other time in my life, I cannot watch the political firestorm that is happening as we close in on our Presidential Election. Honestly, I am shell-shocked at just how much of a circus our political process has become. I think to myself, "Who could possibly be choosing and voting for these people?", while day after day more horrid or ridiculous behaviour is displayed. The media is like those kids in school who'd cheer and shout, "Fight, fight, fight", while they surrounded whomever was getting into it at the time. Meanwhile, the lies, bullying, name-calling, and childishness digs a hole deeper into an all-time low. What is happening to the America I love?

Every time I see Hillary Clinton's face, all I can think of is how she lied, lied, lied and denied until too much information came out and she pulled an, "Ooopsie. My bad," kind of gag about it, as if all would be well. And according to the numbers she's been drawing, perhaps she's got it right and I'm the one in the wrong. When I see Mr. Trump, I see in him every bully I ever knew who picked on and belittled people because he couldn't make a real point about anything of substance, so instead he tears others down. I mean, how often did that work for the bully? It's certainly working out great for him. He has happily quipped that he could do almost anything, i.e. kill someone or rob a bank an still he'd be THE "popular kid". When I think of the Republican Party, all I can latch onto is a group of people who got to Washington and then stonewalled everything and anything associated with the "other" party, making our Congress the least effective governing body for the last decade. Digging in their heels and throwing the adult equivalent of a toddler tantrum has worked very well for most of them, but not so much for the rest of us! When I think of the Democratic Party, I can only see a party that talked repeatedly of "change" and doing what was best for America and her people, while not doing that AT ALL. And who holds these people accountable for anything? Who holds anyone accountable anymore? Because from where I'm sitting, it looks as if we've turned into a Nation of "blame game" and pettiness, while everything crumbles around us. I want to stand on the roof of my house and shout at the top of my lungs, "Make it STOP! Do what's RIGHT! This is not rocket science, FFS!!!" But it's like being trapped inside this glass bubble where no sound escapes and impending disaster is just around the corner, while I can do nothing but watch it happen and hope to survive!

I am frightened for the future of my students, my grandchild, the children who will inherit the ridiculous mess we're making! I'm frightened and honestly I have no idea what to do about it except pray really HaRD and hope for the best, which certainly doesn't feel as if it will be enough. Perhaps my voice will be squished like a bug in the march towards God knows what nightmare we're about to face from the consequences of all of this madness. For now, I'll continue to at least use it here and keep my fingers crossed that many other like-minded voices will join me.
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    I grew up in rural North Carolina. When I was only nineteen, I moved away and became a military wife. My only aspiration at that tender time in my life was to create an adult life that "fixed" all of the "injustices" of my childhood. Secretly, however, I wanted to reach for the sky! I wanted to be a writer and find ways to "save the world" (my mother used to say, "You have Save the World Syndrome".). Mostly, I wanted to matter.

    Since then, I have learned to reach well beyond what I ever dared to think was possible. I've learned not to allow fear to stop me from whatever future I want to create!

    What keeps me grounded? My Tribe! What provides the wind beneath my wings? A well of reserves filled with unstoppable passion!

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