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If it isn't worth saying, don't say it

 It has been a while since my last post. Aside from my computer behaving badly, I haven't had anything to say. So, I haven't said anything. And I admit that doesn't happen often. It's a decision I made when I commenced this blog. I'm not bored with writing, just trying to deal with my stuff and the appalling news I hear each day of populations around the earth. When the numbers were first published of infections and deaths, I thought, "What is happening to us?" After a few days, I began replacing the word 'numbers' with 'people'. That shift helped me 'see' something of our little planet heaving with dreadful fear, grief and an unpredictable future.

Perhaps it's because of my thinning silver hair that I'm not as casual about being alive as I used to be. I used to assume I'd wake every morning-as usual. That's all changed. And every day I think deeply of my family who live close by, interstate and overseas. Daily I ask God to show each of them how to live wisely and as well as they know how. They are a personal example of my story.

Like millions of others I'm over self isolation, yet I like those millions of others, will do what is asked of me because I have accepted this life is short and not all about me....as if it ever was. The TV commercial says, "We're all in this together." That's some truism for these times. For the sake of every person with whom I have contact, Heaven help me to do the best I can with what I've got. For their sake...and mine.