For the past few days my Facebook, Twitter, and TV news feed have been full of the "atrocities" being committed all over the state, country, and world. I gotta tell you, I am so exhausted of it. I don't know what to believe, what it true, how much is slant, and I might be becoming a bit of a Republican.
I kinda tore into a few people last night, so much was my incredible disinterest in what's going on far outside my door. This morning I felt guilty about being so direct in my attempts to just get people to stop already, but even the guilt didn't make me feel badly for my strong reactions.
I spent my early afternoon looking through an heirloom birthday book. (It provides proof that my family really is Prussian! Woot!) I felt closer to my mother's family and got to add entries into my own family tree. Still, I didn't quite put my finger on the problem.
GPOM just got a text from an acquaintance of his in Seattle, who wished him a happy Thanksgiving and who told GPOM that he's planning a holiday dinner for the homeless and the people who use the dog park outside of GPOM's former place.
That. That. THAT was what was missing. I needed a reminder that what can be fixed nearby carries more weight than links from websites hosted in places I know nothing about. I told GPOM that the world needs more Patricks. Not more screamers about links. Patricks.
We're sending a donation to Patrick's homeless and dog-park family.
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