Not Going Quietly

It was going to be a glorious week. Three day work week, followed by a four day holiday weekend PLUS the following Monday off because of my summer work schedule.

Then Thursday happened, and the fascist regime we are now living under voted in their bill that is yet another nail in the coffin of our democracy. I couldn't stop the tears, so frightened am I of what is to become of our country. How could anyone celebrate the birth of our nation when the future holds, among so many horrors, the removal of programs meant to help those who are most vulnerable? And it was done with such glee. I've always believed most people are good, but instead, I have learned there is much evil among us, and that evil is no longer lurking beneath a facade of public service and is instead proudly displayed.

God is watching. He knows. And He told me to do something. Anything.

I got up Friday morning and joined a No Kings protest. I met like-minded people from several local groups of concerned citizens. And I stood proud and strong. We took a beating on Thursday, but we. are. not. beaten.

I found some thankfuls:

Breakfast on the porch every morning.

I recently found a dining room table at a thrift store for $5. It had seen better days, but $5?

I sanded the finish off the table and only damaged a couple of fingernails.

Picked out a sunny yellow paint for it.

Moved it onto the screened-in porch (my favorite place to be other than in my bed) with the help of my husband and daughter, and no one fell in the lake getting it around the house and into the porch, although the possibility was very real.

Mama deer and her baby strolled by the porch one morning. My ordinarily scaredy cat Finn thought he was going to catch them (not sure what he thought he'd do with them, but then he doesn't have a lot of thought processes going on inside his sweet little pea brain).

I watched the sun come up over the hills with Nora Pearl.

And I watched the fog come in as evening fell.

And I celebrated Independence Day by exercising my first amendment rights to free speech and to peacefully assemble.

Good trouble lives on.

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