2020 Will Be His Year!

Ah, Mr. Dollar. What would a presidential race be without a pompous, arrogant, green windbag that has nothing of substance to say, yet every advantage and all the resources to say it?

As with any election, there’ll be chills, spills, upsets and victories. Can Dollar pull off an upset and tank the current incumbent? Polls say no, but we don’t trust polls. Play on, Dollar. Play on!Dollar - 01

The Strength of Weakness

It was brought to my attention this morning by the person I now live with, whom I called in my last post “my friend”, that I did in fact call her simply my friend. I realized when I wrote the post that I had in fact called her simply my friend when, in reality, she is infinitely more than that to me. She’s my friend, yes, but also, my love, my lover, my absolute best and closest friend, my healer, my savior, my angel, my everything. She means more to my heart than I could ever express in words or sentiment.

One might think the fact that my friend brought this to my attention might somehow tarnish or negatively affect my love or my opinion or my closeness to her, when in fact it has indeed brought closer. You see, this momentary weakness of self-doubt on her part was merely that – momentary weakness. Her soft heart has seen so much brittleness and brokenness in the past that it’s no wonder the evil worm of self-doubt would weevil its way into her, or anyone’s, psyche.

This person is one of the strongest, most determined people I’ve ever known, so much so she has rubbed off on me to a grand extent. I know now because of her example that there’s nothing I can’t do, given enough perseverance. This person had, at one time, been diagnosed with late-stage breast cancer. Well, after a mastectomy, much chemotherapy, baldness from said chemo, side-effect illness, and now ten subsequent years of daily meds, she beat cancer. She made cancer her de facto bitch! And I could not be prouder to call her my love, my lover, my best friend, my healer, my angel, and my everything.

I love her. And I always will.

I hope, in the event I’m not here before the day, that everyone has a wonderful Christmas, that Santa doesn’t jack-knife his sleigh, and that the true starry meaning of Christmas isn’t lost in the shuffle of materialism.

I’ll leave you with a humorous cartoon that I may have posted before. At any rate, Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, and don’t forget to tell the ones you love how much they mean to you. Take care and walk in love’s grand light.

 

Santa and the Three Wise Men

Time and 2020

So, I’ve been taking some time off. As usual my blog has taken a backseat to real life. I have no one to blame and wouldn’t blame them if I did. It’s my fault and my fault alone.

I have been moving though. Kind of takes a chunk out of your days – moving. I moved in with my friend and we’ve spent time since we signed the lease on December 1st just settling in.

But I did want to mention with impending impeachment of The Orange and his subsequent following White House bid, there will be a new contender for that seat soon, as promised – Dollar!

dollar for president

See y’all soon! Take care now.