On this Thursday, I can tell you I feel a sigh of relief. I believe it’s from the Inauguration being over, (with no riots or issues), and that the color purple needs to reflect how we are. United. Kind of like the children’s book I told you about yesterday, “Mixed – A Colorful Story,” by Arree Chung of the Storytellers Academy.
I love purple. It has so many shades and hues; it allows for a lot of mixing. I look good in purple, too. Silvering hair has its advantages. I feel purple-ish inside. Some of it is from the bruising the media inflicts on our psyche, constantly hammering away. I love to escape all of that into my world of creating. I need the noise to go away. That’s where music comes in. I’m listening to Kevin Costner’s Modern West again today, it’s just a bunch of wonderful stories in his songs and pleasant music. Storytelling has enveloped my life.
I’m having fleeting thoughts like, “Wouldn’t it be crazy if” and some random idea runs through my mind. I need to write them down, because I think there will be another children’s book ruminating in my brain. I love to think back to the things my kids loved to read about. Lovable Lyle, the Crocodile comes to mind. It was so cute. I remember it crushed Lyle when some people didn’t like him. It was devastating to him. And he learned to cope with it. Great story and great art.
I think a lot of the feeling I’m having today is hope the world can calm down now, despite the Pandemic. I feel like I did when the Babe and I bought our first house together, and moved to a better neighborhood. I had lived in a house with my kids’ next door to a really awful neighbor, with lots of stress from the situation. The guy was a drug dealer, alcoholic, and loved to fight with people, usually after the bars closed. He and his girlfriend had three kids together who roamed the neighborhood. The kids became wards of the state. The meth-addicted girlfriend left.
Once an experience like that is over, you can realize how not stressed you are. Then you realize what they have subjected you to for a lot of years. Since I was a single mom, I was afraid of him and his crazy friends. There was a lot of unscrupulous stuff going on. Normal people have to get up and go to work every day. You can’t be awakened by loud music and arguing night after night and still be rested the next day. It’s tedious. It’s maddening. It’s uncalled for.
As we go forward, let’s all be purple. Let’s play nice. Let’s give people the benefit of the doubt. Let’s give others a chance. Be kind. Be gentle, especially with yourselves. Stand tall and proud of who you are. Live a life that is a good example to a child. Be safe. Thank you for reading today, and I’ll see you tomorrow.