Years ago, I removed the word “complain” from my vocabulary. I decided that if I could do something about something, I would. If I couldn’t, complaining served no purpose other than getting me riled up or subjecting others to my ranting and raving. As a result, I felt calmer, more comfortable, and a more pleasant person to be around. I didn’t yell or scream when I lost a board game, or when an inconsiderate driver ignored laws and safety, or when I discovered I owed money to the government at tax time. BUT . . .

I am finding it increasingly difficult to keep calm, cool, and collected when I’m subjected daily to news of imbecilic activities being foisted upon us by our newly “ordained” president and his henchmen. It would appear that a number of people in this country made a very unwise choice last November. BUT . . .

I am making a supreme effort each day when I awake to be thankful for this day, to relish the rising sun and the beauty it reveals. This Universe is a marvelous place of incredible majesty in spite of the insignificant blemish that occasionally pops up. I will work diligently to celebrate the joys of life and love being in this moment I have been given.