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I feel right now that so many of us feel so many things…yet we have no idea what it is exactly we feel.

I just got back from a business trip late last night. I have spent the day getting things like groceries, the dog groomed, daughter starting violin lessons, opening mail, and a list a mile long.

I have been on a business trip to Vegas. There are good and bad things about Vegas, the good and bad is that it’s very very loud…no matter what time it is. This week…I was kind of thankful for loud…I needed loud…loud to drown out the noise that’s heard all over the world. I wanted to shut out everything and everyone. I don’t want to hear about Covid and the people dying, sick, in denial, refuse to wear a mask, or refuse to get a vaccine either. I don’t want to feel the pain of the parents who lost their children in something I feel, could have been prevented if we had a commander in chief who actually had a plan. I don’t want to hear about the American left behind, the Afghan mothers handing their babies to soldiers…none of it. I don’t want to see the homeless lady who is skin and bones laying on the street sleeping in Vegas . The homeless man washing himself in the fountain, the homeless lady wearing the same dress for all the days we were there…completely filthy. I sometimes feel as if I’m going crazy because I find myself happy, terrified, bawling…overwhelmed…and I can feel all these emotions in a matter of minutes.

As I got on the plane and we took off….the song “Almost Home.” Started playing by Mercy Me. As I looked down over Vegas and felt so small in that airplane so high in the sky…I felt comfort.

Life does not promise to be easy. For many of us, we already know that…there are good days, and bad days ahead of all of us. However, I find that there is always hope…when you least expect it. There is always a way…there is still good. there are even things to laugh about…like funny ways to spell my name!

The longer I travel and the more people I see, the more people I’m comforted by…I saw every color, every race, lots of languages….and everyone…remembered to be kind. It was reassuring. I also appreciate restaurant owners with a sense of humor…

God is not finished with us…there is still so much to be done…and there is a fight to be had…good verses evil…but we already know who wins in the end don’t we!?

As for me, I will try to still the voices in my head of anxiousness and fear.

I will be the good, and look for the good, and I will help to raise the good., no matter the obstacles.

Like you, I want to hide under the covers…but then I find myself going to the gym and working out to my favorite song and then feeling guilty I’m happy. All the things….what am I supposed to feel? What am I supposed to do?

Fight! Each day get up and fight. Fight for your health, fight for your family, your community, the underdog, the abused, the weak, the poor, the sick, the elderly…those that can’t defend themselves. Somedays your crusade may mean you make someone laugh. Provide excellent service, play a musical instrument, show up on time for an employer, bake a cake, teach a class, go to a class…but whatever it is…fight!

When we lay down, become overwhelmed and decide to give in…we will have lost the war. It’s not over…

Find the joy in the everyday…like tea and lemonade….it doesn’t have to be a big thing…something that makes you happy.

There will always be those personalities that bring you down…but continue to rise above it…and some days when you can’t…go have an awesome dessert….

And remember….choose a new hobby….that always is exciting…I finally decided I wanted to learn how to fish….and so I have begun!

Make new friends….get out from behind your screens….there is a life worth living!