I’m getting old(er) that’s no secret.
What I do find surprising, the older I get, are the things I’m more than happy to let go of. Things that I clung to like messed up little lifelines are no longer wanted or needed. The older I get the less likely I am to get my knickers in a twist. At least publicly anyway. Privately, and by that I mean, the Deep Dark Recesses of my Mind, that’s a different story.
But outwardly I’m more like; Fuck It.
Why?
Well. It’s simple, really.
Been There. Done That.
Nothing Changed.
All that fussing, and fighting, and arguing, and ridiculous name-calling, and in the end…I didn’t change my mind. I didn’t change another person’s mind.
So, I’m not all that willing to jump into the Political Fray for the Third Straight Season. The last two were more than enough for me.
Lost some friends. That’s true. I surely did. People I still wonder about from time to time, you know, how they are, where they are, what they’re up to.
Since I’m not all that willing to join in I find my FB feed utterly annoying lately. Sometimes it’s infuriating and as much as I might like to say something I just remind myself; Nothing Changed.
If it can’t Change or be Changed by me then I must just Accept it and Move the Fuck On. They leave the out part out of the Serenity Prayer but I add it for emphasis to remind myself that I already have the Wisdom so let’s scoot-scoot boggie, shall we?
Nothing will Change if I stay. Nothing will Change if I say something. In fact, it just might get downright nasty.
I don’t want any part of it.
This is my blog, not FB, I get to say what I want here…if I want to say anything at all. So I’ll say this:
It is so delightful to see someone radiantly smile with joy on the Political Stage again! To hear them laugh! Really honestly laugh and not at someone–double bonus points there. Oh my! I had no idea how much I’d missed that until it came back after allllll this time. I really didn’t, it shocked me. Then to hear that someone talk without making nasty comments or accusations or outright mocking someone/something. Knowing that person does not believe that psychotic behavior is actually a winning personality trait. Of course, to hear that same someone talk without getting lost in what they’re saying and going way the hell off track, that is also definitely refreshing. As though a wonderfully cool breeze has blown in off the ocean on a hot summer’s day to soothe the body and uplift the soul.
The sad part about that is, all of it used to be a lot more common place than it is today. Once Upon a Time those things were called Civility and Respect. Our parents raised us with them, we were expected to display them, and to believe that we should be treated with the same.
Weird, huh?
I know it’s all very strange.
Twilight Zone, really.
This whole wacky topsy-turvy idea of not voting for someone whom you wouldn’t let into your home at all and certainly not without counting the silverware after they left. It’s just bizarre, isn’t it?
Anyway, that’s all I got to say today. When/if I have anything else to say I’ll do it here. In the meantime, if you’re looking for me on FB, I probably won’t be around too much. I do still check in a few times a day, cruising my local New London groups/pages, and to pop around just a little bit. I don’t know about you, but for me, it’s gotten to the point where I’m having a hard time just finding a funny or nostalgic meme to share to brighten my friend’s days.
In the meantime, try not to get bogged down in the muck. Come hell or highwater, at the end of the day, whichever one wins, they’re just a Temporary Hire. That’s all. In 4 years someone else will be warming that seat and you’ll still have to look in the same old mirror every morning. My biggest wish for you at this moment in time is this: As the lines on your face grow longer may your list of friends not grow shorter.
Lisa Beth Darling 