There is little about my present day to day that resembles me in past decades. Transitioning into something quite different than holding my babies tight, those busy years where the washable wall calendar held a live or die schedule of schooling, sporting and musical events, each directing every moment. A life that revolved around the immediate. A life that didn’t lose sleep over what billionaire screwed up yet something else. I mean, I knew that they were, because, well, don’t they always? but I was too busy with the stuff you just had to do before you could lay your head down. Nowadays though it does seem prudent to pay attention to the white house criminals who flout court orders, disregard constitutional law and are running about like mad dogs biting our collective jugular. I miss those years when a chubby baby demanded I stay in the wonderful present and I didn’t ferment over the rich and coiffed ladies who lifted off the planet for 11 minutes of fame. Why do they command our attention while the planet burns?

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