Tuesday, June 29, 2021

Summer time and it's hot everywhere

 The weather in Oregon and Washington State has been record breaking.


News Report

The mercury hit 116 degrees Fahrenheit (47 Celsius) in Portland Monday, a third-straight record, while Seattle notched another all-time high at 108, the National Weather Service said. Lytton, British Columbia reached 118, a new record for Canada just one day after shattering a prior high since 1937.

So many people there do not have air conditioning because it isn't supposed to be so hot there!

I,of course,worry about my West Coast kids, Courtney and Morgan.    I know that they are okay and will be careful.  But I hate not being able to do anything.     It makes me think of the time when we were in a plane waiting to take off.  After sitting on the runway for a while, Morgan said"drive Mommy".  He honestly thought that I was the pilot (driver).  That is what we are like to our young and innocent children

We are sort of drawing to the end of the pandemic.Or at least, relaxing about it more.  Fewer people are wearing masks.   People are getting together in large groups now- even going to movies and bowling.

And I feel sad.  Not because it's getting better.  I am sad that there are people-in my own family- who don't believe in the covid vaccine and decide not to get vaccinated.    I worry that they will get sick and maybe even die.  

I think a lot of us have PTSD from the pandemic.   Maybe it is more pronounced in "older" people?   I don't know.

I just still have feelings of doom and gloom.   

I'm not really ready to be "old". But it is happening anyway.   We are getting to that stage in life where your contemporaries are dying.   I know that it's inevitable  but I don't feel anywhere close to being done.

I wonder if everyone feels this way?




Friday, June 18, 2021

2001 was not a very good year!

 I do this pretty much every year on the anniversary of my brother's death.  This year marks 20 years since he died.   A big anniversary.  

It will always be a part of me.  A big piece of me left that day.  I know I am not the only one.  But I can only speak for myself.

I had all of these profound thoughts and feelings I wanted to write about.  But I won't.  Maybe sometime, but not right now.