2023’s First of many!

01/03/2023

Therapeutic Poetry 1/03

Today IS the day.  It’s rainy outside.  I am a bit emotional waking up this morning for a NFL player nearly succumbed to his injuries and lost his life last night.  My favorite college team did win the Rose Bowl last night too.  I missed the last few minutes of that game deciding to hit the hay before the end of the game.  The tv in my room wouldn’t show the game for whatever reason. 

I am avoiding expressing some frustration citing lack of unity in the new congress.  Beggars can’t be choosers!  My feet are firmly planted on the footrests of my new chair, (knees bent!)   Watching the news these days makes me cry.  It is showing me that I do have a heart a bit more, but the tsunami’s welling in my eyes aren’t worth it. 

Today is January 3rd, 2023.  21 years ago tomorrow, my life and my family’s lives changed forever.  I hardly want to mention that.

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