So many comments, so little time… All I know is I feel like “It’s the end of the world as we know it” is playing in the Corridors of my mind and feeling complacently at home.
Gloria Steinem said it best… “Without leaps of imagination, or dreaming, we lose the excitement of possibilities. Dreaming, after all, is a form of planning.”
Speaking of “complacently at home”, I’m at my Mom and Dads’ new home tonight, at the base of the Pocono Mountains, feeling very grateful, especially after this past week. And I’ve had the opportunity to play Martha for a few days now…
My mom fell on Christmas Eve and broke a small bone in her back and has been basically incapacitated since. But she’s healing slowly but surely and in some weird way I am thankful that I was here and could help out with the dailies; such as cooking/cleaning/doing laundry/shopping and helping her get up and get around. This time with my parents has actually been wonderful for me, spiritually anyway. We shared a quiet and simple New Years Eve dinner tonight, of my father’s favorites, potato pancakes and homemade applesauce.
I also am incredibly grateful for my sister, Kathleen.
She provided one of the most fabulous Christmas’ our family has had in years and inspires me to be a better person, son and brother. She also helps me keep the faith. Because, like George Michael said, “you gotta have faith…”
My hope tonight is that God continues to watch out over my family and continues to bring us health, joy and happiness in 2017.
I may not get to decorate a Christmas tree in the White House like I had counted on after all, but I got a much bigger gift for Christmas this year. Not only the power of self-compassion, but the sense of unconditional love from my family.
And that my friends, makes my America, anyway, great again. Just sayin’.