Well, it has been awhile since I have written to you my friend blog....But life as been rather hectic here in Music City and just haven't seemed to have the time nor the get up and go. Have been typing a book for a very dear lady, this is the second one I have done for her. She writes them in long hand, I type them and edit them and then ... wah lah she publishes. She was born in 1912, so when she asks me to type and edit for her I get right on it. Wow...what a privilege!
Also, I am about to decide to just put on here what I want to and do it to "cleanse myself"... only place I can vent where I am pretty sure no one will see it. Sounds rather snotty doesn't it? Don't mean to be, but it seems with each passing day I become more and more confused and even distressed sometimes at what I hear people say and see them do. I simply do not understand today's "standards," .... wait, can I even use the words "today's and standards" in the same sentence. Don't really think it is politically correct because it might offend someone if they thought I thought there were no values, standards or morals (okay some, but very little) present in today. It is a do what you want to do; say what you want to say; be what you want to be world. All that is fine, don't you see, but then if I happen to disagree and say what I want to say or try to just be who I want to be, then it is not quite so fine.
Words are the most powerful and destructive weapon in the world. They can shatter lives. They can break hearts. They can cause breakdowns, not only nervous breakdowns, but breakdowns in relationships and families. It seems to me that people don't choose their words very carefully today. They just say whatever vile and hurtful thing they want to say and then forget about it and expect whomever they said it to, to do the same. I see it on facebook all the time and it breaks my heart.
It is a very different and angry world we live in today, very unlike the world I grew up in. We had less, it is true, but what we really had was MORE! We had families we loved and respected; we had respect for others; we had respect for authority; we had respect for our parents; we had respect for our teachers; but you know what just occurred to me...what we really had was respect for ourselves. We were taught respect and we knew what it meant to have someone lose respect in you. We did not want that to happen. We were concerned about our "reputations" among our peers. I think most of all, we were just innocent. We were spared the hatred and violence and sex. Don't get me wrong, I am not saying those things did not exist, I am sure they did, but they were not invading our minds and hearts everyday. Again, we just lived in a more gentle time. A time, I truly believe the young people of today would love as much as we older folks love it...if they were only given an opportunity to experience it.
But, alas, they won't be afforded that opportunity. And for that, my heart aches and breaks. Growing old is not the most wonderful thing in the world...lots of complications come with it and as my Mom used to say, "Growing old ain't for sissies," and she was right on with that one. But, unfortunately, or fortunately however you choose to look at it, growing old does give you a wisdom. A wisdom that you only wish you had when you were young. A wisdom you only wish you had when you were raising your children. The thing is though, don't let that wisdom that you did not present when you were younger, turn into guilt. The past is dead and gone. It is not ever going to come back. Oh it may haunt you at times, but it will never come back. Your past is a great deal like words, it is over, just as the spiteful words we say are out there and we can never get them back. So choose your words carefully. Learn to care about others as much as you care about yourself. We are all in this world together. We all have rights, but none of us has the right to assume that our right is more important than anyone else's right. First, of all, however we need to realize just what "rights" really are and what are not rights. I think that is a major problem today, everyone thinks everything is a right...when it is not a right. Just because I may like to do something and want to do something that does not mean I have the right to do it.
If we learned about rights and what they really mean, we would find what a great a privileged country we live in. We still have the privilege to worship; vote; see our flag flying high and snapping in the wind; and even disagree with some people on some issues. Remember, this privilege and freedom is not free. Men and women have given their lives for us to be able to remain free. But, the road we travel today is not a road to freedom, because once the respect for another's freedoms and "right's" is taken away and replaced with only room for your freedoms and rights....we wake up one day and find that none of us has them. And, instead of flowers, we will be singing where have all our freedoms gone, long time passing.....
Blogs are really great. You don't have to go back and check what you wrote because, it was a true feeling at the time you wrote it, whether it was right or wrong. Still going to write the story of Roy's life in words and in pictures. He was very much into freedoms and rights....yours as well as his. And it began when he was a very small boy and lived with him and grew with him all the days of his life.
But, that will be in another story...this was my vent tonight. Guess is, there will be others. But like they say, if you don't like what I say....don't read it. Hmmmmm, perhaps that is why this isn't catching on... maybe I should rethink....nope I am going forward.
Peace to all. And to all a goodnight!
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