George Floyd This morning I found myself stressing over the fact that there was a public visitation for George Floyd, 15 miles from our house. So close and it was open to the public. Two weeks ago his brutal death sparked protests. I've watched the marches and listened to angry voices about racial injustice and now there's talk of defunding police. It's been intense, but today felt different. I knew I wasn't up for a visitation. I have a hard time with visitations period. But, there was something that felt peaceful on this morning. The focus was on a person and I was drawn to that. Many of us have found that our cars can offer a little bit of escape, during these pandemic days. Our cars allow us to get out and see a little. I haven't done that much. In the Car But, today at 9:00 am, I got in the car with some water and a mask... just in case and I drove. I headed for Fountain of Praise on Hilcroft. It was early, so the Park & Ride shuttles hadn't started up. I was happy when the traffic halted off and on. I was able to see the flags flapping in the breeze and see the church ahead... with rows of porta-potties and numerous TV news vans. As we got a little closer I could see more people heading on foot to the church. Some were dressed in Sunday best, but most were dressed for the sweltering temps that had been predicted. They would be lining up for a long time. After I passed by, I turned down a street and spotted this tent selling tee shirts. Usually I would have thought, "How could they profit from this!" But not today. I was glad there was a reason for me to stop. I felt like I wanted to connect with anyone, before I headed home. I threw on my mask and headed over. The folks were busy setting up, but pleasant and happy to tell me that proceeds went to the family. That didn't matter to me. I just needed to buy a shirt to help me remember this morning. I just wanted anyone to profit from it. It felt good to talk a bit and head home with my purchase. When I got home, I needed to do one more thing before I could relax. I made a tiny sign and stuck it in the plant on the porch. No one comes to our porch anymore, but the UPS guys. Some are white and some are black. It's my little message for all of them.
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Cancer, Covid & Coronary... I started this complaining list/blog, in May 2016. I posted 200 gripes about my breast CANCER and then I was done. On March 13, 2020, I started venting all over again, when another disease (starting with a C) interfered with my life. This time it was the invasion of COVID and it affected every person. I ranted for a year, until I got my COVID vaccine in March 2021. CORONARY Artery Disease was the reason I restarted this blog on September 26, 2021. This time it was my hubby Don, who was dealing with a worry that started with the letter "C". Coronavirus and Cancer, Coronary Artery Disease! All are evil, but none can totally get me down... if I vent! I usually end up feeling a little more positive at the end of each post! Navigating This Mess! The most recent post is at the top, from coronary posts in 2022, back to cancer posts in 2016. To find past posts, look below the "Archives" section, to find "Categories". Archives
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