Summer, the eclipse, and wag the dog

Last night I drove my eldest son and granddaughter to the airport. Fertig, done. The last guests gone. Back to normal. I love when my kids visit, but I’m used to a lifestyle now of doing my own thing. It happens when you get old. A perfect situation would be that they all live close and can visit often and then go home. Alas, that is not the case. So visits are are a big megillah. A change of from the normal to the special with lots to do and lots of meals to plan–in my case we ate out a lot, luckily. Now its just the hubs and me. Quiet, boring, lovely. I can get back to my project of making an audible book, preparing my latest work to self-publish, and writing my next book. In-between, I shop online, watch streaming video, and follow the cray, cray news on this cray, cray government. And of course, cherish my FaceTime calls. Because after all is said and done, I miss those kids!

The eclipse yesterday was a natural phenomenon with supernatural implications. I watched in wonder as day turned to night when totality struck the cities in its path. The sky got darker here but we never went to totality, so watching it on tv was the only experience available, but still amazing. This universe and its mysteries was encapsulated in the eclipse phenomenon. Our sun, the fiery ball that gives us life was made real when totality occurred and darkness descended, the temperature also dropped, an eery vibe of death. And then it passed and the sun gave light and warmth, once again. We have no idea how lucky we are to experience life. To know love, the beauty around us, a good meal, the camaraderie of friends. All because of the sun and the moon. Just in the right spot for life. The moon is as important as the sun. It brings us the tides that swept life to the land. And so the givers of our life and our world danced in unison yesterday and showed us just how important they are for everything we know.

And on this day our cray, cray president gave a cray, cray speech about killing and death in vague terms. After a week when he gave credibility to hate groups and was soundly denounced by corporations, world leaders, his own party, and the victims of the hate groups rhetoric.  So he changes the conversation, now we are talking about war. How he’s going to make our country safe from terrorists. But there are terrorists right here at home  that we are not safe from, and he’s one of them. A president that is not president of all of us. The worst president, I’ve seen in my lifetime.

The mysteries of the sun, moon, and the universe help to give me perspective. Time will pass and this president will be a paragraph in the history books, not remembered well, but nevertheless, gone from politics. Amen to that.

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