There’s lots to cry about.
Trump – is he role-playing his wildest psychodrama fantasies? My heart weeps with fear.
People – promising their services, then doing nothing. Rug pulled out from under my feet.
Family – pitching in to support my parents in their hour of absolute need, while I’m far away with no real ability to be doing anything. How far, how heart-rending.
But laughter? Of course!
Bill Maher with his weekly: “What did he do now?!” segment pointing out the satirical absurdity of Trump’s doings for this past week. He manages to convert outrage to laughter of the bewildered sort.
People: When the one you count on doesn’t come through and others offer understanding, empathy. Funny how we forgive even though we’re f*cked.
Family: All the familial touches that make life worth living for my parents: bagels from the best bakery
sugarless pie from the famous St. Lawrence Market, a colourful rollator that works for all shapes, sizes, genders. It all makes me smile.
Wait a minute! What have I just admitted to? Insane USA president playing with fire. Is there anything in my power that I can do to change that fact? Helpless, I am.
People: If others forgive someone, based on liking them, no matter how little that person has actually done to fulfill their promises, then what can I do? Helpless, I am.
Family: Can I get up and leave to visit my folks? I could, but is it wise? Frustration grows as I wonder. Helpless!
yet, a day and a half and I’ll know more. The tears may slide, and then I’ll be stronger for the wait.
It all comes down to releasing emotions. Might as well laugh.
but, then again….