Maybe I'm visiting the wrong places.  Right wing, left wing, and everything in between.  I visit the websites, listen and/or read the rhetoric and choose to make up my own mind.  Perhaps I'm out of whack with what is really going on in this world.  Yet, I think I have a pulse on what is going on from all corners and what I'm seeing and hearing is kind of, shall I say, a bit ridiculous.

I hear people I genuinely respect saying, "We're doomed." 

Are we?  I had the honor of reading my Aunt Imogene's recollection of the Great Depression in memoirs she wrote not too long ago.  All of my Mother's family was asked to write such, but I tuned into Aunt Imogene's a bit more.  She's 81.  And this isn't trading cow's milk for corn starch. 

Nope, we are now in an age where despite grave intentions, we can still type and hype on the computer.  We can still use our cell phone.  We can still have our cable television... for now.  But I understand any pessimistic view looming around the corner...

I was the black sheep, by choice.  I sat in the corner because I thought depressive things were my nature, my being.  Maybe they are.  Maybe they aren't.  While I viewed the world in a different manner than other folks, I thought the end of our being would come in our lifetime.  How egotistical of me? 

I'm not going to sit here and wade through statistics and so-called facts to prove my case.   Some of this comes down to the presidential election, the results didn't please a few.  Tell you what, it will be okay.  We've had worse presidents than the one who was elected.  But we are more than that and always will be.  We don't need elected officials to run our life, we never did.

In so many ways, we are brilliant and vibrant.  In so many other ways, we are just wrong.  I don't blame people for worrying, for looking at things and questioning the decisions that are made.   I do blame anyone that has an agenda outside of actually helping their fellow mates.  Most of the time, that agenda just suits their own soul(s).

We're in tough times, that's for sure.  And that's what will help us remain pure.  I really don't think we are doomed.  Quite the contrary, I think we are a bit enlightened... if we choose to run with it.  It will be us and not any administration that foots those fleeting feet.

This test called life is one that has strengths and weaknesses.  I just want to be strong, with my every weakness.

And I want/need my Aunt Imogene to be proud of me... because we are not on the eve... smiling tends to erode any destruction in its path.  Her eyes have seen skies much darker than ours, and she sits and appreciates every freaking moment.  She's strong.  I want to be like that... even if we are on the eve... which I don't believe.