Tragedy strikes when you least expect it…

I went out with Husband the night before, enjoyed some food and drinks, and laughed while listening to a country rock band we couldn’t understand. I was up late but I slept well, better than I had in weeks. I got a message from my cousin to call her, as I missed her call while checking on our garden with Husband. Before I returned that call, I had been drinking wonderful coffee, enjoying a sunny, spring morning in the low 70’s. I was smiling and feeling really good, that is, until I heard my cousin say that her mom died hour an a half ago. She kissed her husband after getting ready to drive one of her grandsons to work, then mentioned she didn’t feel well. Seconds later, her mom collapsed on the floor.

I spoke with my aunt on Easter evening, almost a week before her death. She was in good spirits after spending the day with her adult children and grandchildren, before visiting her second oldest in the hospital. I’m glad I had that brief conversation with my aunt, our last conversation. My aunt is dead… so hard to believe, but true. She is someone who lived to care for others, so full of go-go-go, passionate, a fighter who God must have needed for a very special reason… I hope. She had a few health problems but you still thought she would live forever through her endless pursuit of helping large family. My heart is broken.

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There a few reasons I wasn’t able to attend the funeral, but I’ve made peace with it. I spent the night before the funeral writing about my aunt, all the things I would have said if I had gone to the funeral and been give a chance to speak. It was cathartic and healing to write about her, and it helped me remember so many happy moments with her and my extended family. Not wanting to burden my cousins, I sent my comments to my father with a request to read them on my behalf if there was an opportunity. I knew that in asking him I was putting my father in a position to say things that may come off disingenuous, excepted that they were my words rather than his. I found out later that he did not deliver my comments, there wasn’t a chance, he didn’t feel well, etc. I wasn’t there, so I can only take him at his word but experience tells me that it’s something he didn’t have in him to carry out. The comments were forwarded to one of my cousins to be posted on the family Facebook page, which one of my cousins confirmed recently.

They say that life is short, and that things can change in an instance, so you need to hold those you love near and dear while you can. I wonder why tragedy continues to strike the best of us, while those seemingly deserving of punishment and suffering for all of their wrongs, and I’ve been told to leave it in God’s hands. From what I know, it seems that my aunt died from a massive heart attack, a few weeks after she received a COVID vaxx and was subsequently taken off of several medications, including blood thinners. I shutter to think that many families may suffer a similar fate at the hands of far-reaching medical negligence, fraud, and manipulation by powerful people around the world. This happened after one cousin died from cancer treatments that she became too weak to endure, and another cousin suffered misdiagnosis and painful medical negligence, with all three events occurring in less than three years.

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I hope that God brings swift justice to the evildoers in the world, and that He brings peace, hope, and comfort to those who have suffered.

Reason to Believe…

In response to the Daily Prompt, “Reason to Believe“, In Reason to Believe, Bruce Springsteen sings, “At the end of every hard-earned day / people find some reason to believe.” What’s your reason to believe?

Believe… in what, exactly? The prompt is a bit vague. However, I think it is open to interpretation, which is good, and this appears to be a prompt I have not responded to in my year and some months on Word press.

I believe in a lot of things… truth, justice, and the American Way. I believe in freedom, true freedom, and I believe in the right to make your own decisions. I believe that Government is not the answer to everything, they are there to keep some order and to ensure that a minimum level of services are available to the public, and that they should not be dictating everything you do. I believe in the US Constitution and Bill of Rights and that they are the law of the land, and that States are responsible for what is not covered in the Constitution. I believe that states can do different things and that their people can decide what is best for their state based on population, landscape, and other factors. For instance, Texas and Illinois are different states with different needs, to some degree. I believe that the government should not tell parents what they can send to school with their children for lunch, and that wearing a shirt with the American flag on it should not be a punishable offense. I believe in the right to defend and protect myself and my loved ones, by fist, by blade, or by firearm.

I believe that people have to want things to get better in this country. I believe that we need to each educate ourselves about what is really going on in this world, rather than taking what is said on the news or at a debate for face value. I believe0 that winning six coins tosses in a row is about as likely as winning the big Powerball was. I believe in reading books, real books, because you can learn just about anything which a little time and effort. I believe in pulling information from many sources to piece the truth together. I believe that knowledge is power, and that it is better to know than not to know. I believe that we all have a voice to use, whether we speak or write or post, and that our information will resonate with others, though we may not realize it. I believe that someone may offend me but I might still be able to learn from them, and that I may offend someone as well but that they, too, can learn from me.

I believe that sometimes we each have to make tough decisions, with which others don’t agree, but that are in our best interest. I believe that blood is not always thicker than water, especially if that blood (family member) is causing you pain and suffering. I believe in spending time alone or with positive influences, rather than with negative, unhealthy influences. I believe that we all need to time to ourselves regularly to think, rest, recover, and to develop new ideas, and that this doesn’t make use weird, or abnormal, or crazy. I believe that each of us can change for the better, but choose the easier path. I believe that social media, when used wisely, can be a good thing, but can take over your life and can help you forget how to communicate with a living breathing person who is standing in front of you.

I believe in myself, and believe that I only have the power to control me. However, I believe that, by sharing my ideas, I can help others figure out what they believe.

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