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Pollyanna struggles

I don't have a huge following with this blog. So when three different people in three different situations on two different days say something like, "Have you written anything recently/miss reading your blog" - I take note.

And I do the math, because we all know how much I adore math and just how good I am at math! So if three readers over two days say they miss reading my blog, and I have 17 followers and average readership of 223 per post with 71 posts, and a + b= c then ... heck, I don't know if there's an equation for it, but I do know there is a reason.



At my very core, I am a positive person able to see the good in everything and everyone. But I have been struggling.

I have been watching as kindness and civility have been eroding. Racism, misogyny, bigotry, fear and judgement have been taking hold and gaining strength. And I have tried to find my voice, tried to rekindle my spirit whilst fighting against the tsunami of greed crashing on and destroying our Democracy, I have instead been drowning in that tsunami. this Pollyanna has been struggling. I cannot fight against it or I will surely be lost. So I have decided to seek the safety of 'higher ground' where I can see more clearly and breathe more deeply and regain my peace.

I need to get back to writing more and seeking positive sides to everything and everyone. (well almost everyone!)

Was it Michelle Obama that said, "When they go low, we go high"? Or something like that. Well, that's what I'm going to try to do. It might take a few glasses of wine or a few visits to a medical marijuana facility (if they ever get one around here!).

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