Patience is not a Virtue… It’s a Skill…..

When you have been terrorized by the people that brought you into this world… you get what the people in Syria are going through… deep thought on that statement….

Watching the news and the Turks killing the Kurds… brought to mind the picture of the helicopter loading the last few in Vietnam or the planes running down the runway so loaded, they might not get out, before the slaughter happened… Blood on Trumps hands and the base that supports him… so many lives will be lost because these people want control over Women’s bodies and my rights… all because of a fake religion…. mental illness at it’s best and in all it’s glory… wow…………………………………

The day has turned hot already and not even 8 AM… and my mind goes to the Kurds… I have seen too much death and can hardly believe we are allowing it to happen… all of us…. today is not a good day for America……

The reason I said patience is a skill, because it involves using the mind…. not so with religion… with religion you believe in what others think is the way to live and think… so you quit growing….

Patience is what I’ll need as I go through what is to come, because deny me care, they can not… they made me wait from 2011 to 2019 for a rectocell procedure…. this dental is impacting my over all health, the clock is ticking and hubby sees the trauma I go through everythime we eat dinner or breakfast…. it’s not fun…. autonomic neuropathy is having a field day….

Hubby digging in the storage sheds for stuff, so that I can be productive at something… I like making antique jewelry, so we are digging out my stuff and magnifier, for the detail work… I think that will be my christmas gifts this year, if I have the supplies…. or maybe do black pearls, I can get C+ quality localy of fresh water pearls….

Working on the ancestry, taking care of the house, jotting stuff down for the book, doing jewelry…. and in between all that, getting my dental done…

So filling my time, so that I am not idle, will enforce the patience on waiting to go home…. finish what I started…..that in it’s self is rewarding……

Time to go help hubby and move stuff back in…..

Have a beautiful Sunday…..

An FYI… no depression, wishful thinking, you betcha… but not depressed…..PTSD is losing the battle….

I Remember Margie…..