ElderChicks

Worried at 74? Yes for my grandson growing up in a world where Russia, China, other Asian countries and Middle East enemies are forming an alliance with America as the target.

I have at least 25 bottles of water because my water smells like a sewer and the plumber suggested bottled water. My friend’s mountain retirement cabin may be in the path of our numerous wildfires, as river waters dry up from our drought.

A COVID mutation named DELTA is filling up our hospital beds with unvaccinated patients, while tornados, hurricanes, earthquake are shaking up cities throughout the world.

BUT IN MY VERY SMALL CONDO ALL IS WELL.

I am aware of all the dark overhanging clouds, but the sun still shines through my windows and I refuse to bend in fear, especially with situations that are out of my control. My condo is filling up with house plants and I decided to paint my desk white and move it under the window. I am still writing and thought it would be a great move to have the sun beaming down on me and the plants on the window sill.

I know what is out there but I am not living in fear of tomorrow. I am a stage 4 lung cancer survivor, in a never ending quarantine, but I am grateful to be here and to have this time with my grandson.