I love some of the pumpkin art I’ve seen this year. It gives me hope that the human spirit is alive and well. At least the liquor stores are still open for those in need of inspiration. My favorites were the detailed carvings that looked like a zoom meeting.
I’m not a big pumpkin pie fan but it’s OK. I don’t do pumpkin-spiced anything. I haven’t dressed up in decades. We do decorate and hope for the kids at the door which didn’t materialize. The spirit for this year’s spirits seems to be muted just like many other parts of life.
No big parties to show off costumes and revel with friends. No contact trick or treating if there was any. Let’s hope by this time next year it’s a different story.
Will we take the right path and direction into the holiday season? It’s difficult to even think about retreating where we were in March, April, May, and June, but it seems like it’s a possibility and approaching reality.
I keep thinking back to what my parents and grandparents would be thinking now. They went through wars where they were continents away from families fighting for their lives each day. Limited to no communications for long periods. It’s no wonder those embraces at the end of wars look so intense.
And here we are complaining that we can’t have an indoor dinner or need to wear a mask. I’m going to try to appreciate each day and make the best out of it which is really easy if we think about it. Pretend you’re a Marine and Improvise, Adapt and Overcome. And one more thing, try to help those that can’t.
Random Thoughts of the Morning
- A little voice inside me said, “get your ass in gear.”
- I don’t believe I’ve ever seen businesses boarding up their stores before for an election. Well, times change I guess. Let’s hope we don’t have to repeat this 4 years from now.
- These cold mornings remind me that hibernation is near.
- We have lost our trust in many things. Very sad.
- Feeling so loved by my children.
