We recently made the move to the big city. I am going to write a number of very short posts in this category whenever I think of them. This one is:
I once again have access to a main post office open after hours, with a machine that will weigh packages, dole out postage needed, and accept your package, all after 5pm! Totally awesome.
We recently moved to inner city Columbia. We are happy here. If you go downtown and turn left on Main, everyone you see has darker skin tone than me. There are certain areas and streets we avoid, and wouldn’t walk down at night, but it’s okay. We hear ambulance sirens and trains, a hospital is a few blocks away, as well as a number of colleges, including two historical black ones and a women’s college. It is South Carolina after all, and still very segregated. Though many would like to take it down, the Confederate flag still flies directly in front of the Statehouse. Our Governor declines free Federal money to help build our schools into more than they are now, it doesn’t hurt her children or other upper class families because their kids attend private schools, and life goes on, segregated by choice for those who can afford it.
Just shopped around for car insurance.
I try to accept
that people judged me
to be something I am not,
that their vision was so small,
that they knew me so little,
that they were so out of touch with who I am,
but it doesn’t help.
They know not a thing about me.
and when you give 500 percent,
and they throw you out like trash,
nothing makes any sense
anymore.
Idiots are free to roam the world
and take away the life
of others.
So you have to find a new way of understanding,
of coping with reality.
You have to know that when you get down to it,
there is only one who is in charge of your life,
your joy, and your place in the world,
and that is you.
So you just keep on giving,
forget your self,
and choose to be of service.
There is only One worth pleasing,
and there is always another day.
no.53
O SON OF BEING! If poverty overtake thee, be not sad; for in time the Lord of wealth shall visit thee. Fear not abasement, for glory shall one day rest on thee.
no.54
O SON OF BEING! If thine heart be set upon this eternal, imperishable dominion, and this ancient, everlasting life, forsake this mortal and fleeting sovereignty.
no.55
O SON OF BEING! Busy not thyself with this world, for with fire We test the gold, and with gold We test Our servants.
3 days of grandkids make me aware of the preciousness of a child’s heart, the freshness of youth, and how much energy it takes to keep up with them. Sad when they leave.
The older we become,
the more I take comfort in my husband’s presence,
and the more I am aware,
that our friendship and love
is all that will survive of our existence,
and all that we may pass on
to our children and grandchildren.
no.49
O SON OF MAN! The true lover yearneth for tribulation even as doth the rebel for forgiveness and the sinful for mercy.
no.50
O SON OF MAN! If adversity befall thee not in My path, how canst thou walk in the ways of them that are content with My pleasure? If trials afflict thee not in thy longing to meet Me, how wilt thou attain the light in thy love for My beauty?
no.51
O SON OF MAN! My calamity is My providence, outwardly it is fire and vengeance, but inwardly it is light and mercy. Hasten thereunto that thou mayest become an eternal light and an immortal spirit. This is My command unto thee, do thou observe it.
no.52
O SON OF MAN! Should prosperity befall thee, rejoice not, and should abasement come upon thee, grieve not, for both shall pass away and be no more.
I think I’ll write a children’s book on being “pompous”. The Pompous King of Polandia” or some such thing.
My husband and I have lived long enough and led lives filled with enough activity, to know many pompous souls. People who have a need to spout their glory, to think themselves better than, and to feel good about it. There is so much that goes on in the world, it’s amazing any of us survive even for a time. They put other people down and in so doing, somehow imagine themselves two floors above, when they in fact are going to lie beneath the earth in so much time, just as everyone else. And the truth is, we can take absolutely nothing with us from this world. We leave it all behind. All that goes with us is those good deeds we have managed, and the good love we have shared with our families and loved ones. And that is all. NOTHING else matters, nothing else lasts. In 2-3 generations, even the memory of us is gone. Only the effort we put into this world, in the form of others now living, survives.
Doctor Grandma 