|
Vorlon Perspective, November 2001 |
|
These are the good old days. Yes, I said, "These are the good old days". There is no doubt many would disagree with that. No question these are insanely troubled times. With economies low, anxieties high, war among the peaceful and terror in the safest of places -- it's time for some attitude adjusting. Come hell or high water, these depressing days will fade into history books, and become memories for most of us. And just perhaps, the awful events of the recent past and near future will someday become hazy recollections, tucked behind important stories of triumph, caring and goodness. I look forward to that. It gives me something to hold on to. You see, as the years are clicking away, I find that I really anticipate the Thanksgiving Holiday. Not for the abuse I put my stomach through, nor the ritual of a bazillion hours of prep followed by minutes of gluttony, capped off with a bazillion hours of clean up. No, I actually enjoy taking time to be thankful. It pretty darn fun to wade deep and savor the simple notion that I remain blessed with a fine life. I am thankful for my amazing family, wonderful friends, good health, and for the chance to have a career doing exactly what I love to do ; and have managed to stay employed. Heck, at my age, I'm thankful I've still got my hair and can take care of business under the sheets (wink). And I am most grateful that -- despite the endless list of systemic imperfections -- I live in a country where hearts are big, heads are high and pride is strong. I simply can no longer live with the fear and sadness we've been sharing lately. I'm not shutting out the news or turning off CNN ... it's just that I'm done slurping from the "bad" cup and I am going to spend some time drinking from the "good" cup. I can't change world events, but I can change how I store the information. And November is Thanksgiving month, and I'm going to be thankful, and I'm going to find the good in my life, and I'm going be supportive, and I'm going to be strong, and I am going to be alive, and I'm going to enjoy the ride. Because, at some point I'll look back and remember These are the good old days. Cowabunga! Jeffrey 11/3/01 |
|