I was, as everyone, stunned and dismayed at the news of the earthquake in Southeast Asia. and I’m sure, like others, cried as I read the stories. I always have an awareness of suffering, stupidity and injustice. Those never go away. I counter that frustration by giving as much as I can to causes I believe in, by speaking out when I can, and by teaching my children to be responsible people. It’s these big disasters that can trip us up though, leave us feeling helpless, pointless, and scared. After all, we think, I’m powerless to do anything, what I do means little at a time like this and if it happened there, it could happen here, to me and the people I love.
We cannot afford to think like this. Thinking like this is what puppets do. We are not puppets. On the other hand, we can’t ignore what happens around us.. Ignoring is what sheep do. We are not sheep. So, what then?
I don’t know, honestly. But I don’t enjoy feeling helpless, or miserable, or pointless. I’m pretty sure that feeling that way doesn’t do anything to help. So, I’m thinking I’ll not live in fear, but will be as prepared as I can be and for everything else, I’ll appreciate what I’ve got and do what I can for others.
Which reminds me, speaking of appreciation, if I haven’t thanked you lately for stopping in and adding your thoughts, thanks. You guys are very cool indeed.
The rats have left the building. Thank, you, thank you very much. All the little rats are on their ways to wherever they were supposed to go.
Ben handled the sale just fine, after all. He went to Hawaii.
Now I turn a bit of attention to the yard rat. Thanks for your comments! Okay then. We shall have a rat building day. I’ll let you know exactly when. I was originally going to build something temporary for this Halloween thing. You know, a Grim Reaper made of black trash bags or something like that. But…I have this dream.
I’ve had this dream for a long time, but now (sheesh) it’s time to promote it to Plan. I want to createthe kind of place that will sort of embarrass my children but will enchant theirs. We’re already headed in that direction, but I’m thinking big , as I usually do… a place that looks ordinary enough outside but where inside, kids just walk around with their mouths open saying ‘wow”. And “can I live here?” Okay, adults too. Maybe it’s a silly dream, but it’s mine and I’m sticking to it.
So I’ll make a creature that will last. It’s a start.
We had our niece, who is five, over this weekend. She’s moving miles away very soon, and we will miss her terribly. I’m always so grateful when they let her come on Saturdays. I’m always thinking when she’s picked up, that she might not get to come back. I’m sure that if I’m ever lucky enough to have grandkids, I’ll be even ‘worse’ with them, if that’s possible. Pete’s family is nice. They are tolerant of me and what I do, and appreciate the hard work I put into it, but are (whispered) not like us. Honestly I’ll never understand how Pete came to be, well, Pete. When Orion visits them, he comes home just as he was before the visit. When kids visit here, they tend to go home a bit dirty, full of all sorts of stories and ideas and likely as not, dressed as Batman.
So, yes, it’s a silly dream. But it’s mine and, in a hard world, it’s what I can do.