Unlike Natives Americans, I have always said that age doesn’t necessarily confer wisdom.
I often complain on this blog about global warming, the stupidity of the masses, the destructive nature of the human species and even about technology that has left me behind.
But, I do not let any of that carry over to negativity in my life.
As I get older I realize that life is short and finite. The years I have left I do not intend to squander with a sour attitude and defeated outlook about things I can’t control.
If Donald Trump is elected President, it will be a disaster for this country. His appointments to the Supreme Court will set back social justice sixty years. Cognitively, I am as exasperated at the thought that there are enough people in this country who find him an acceptable candidate that we face a chance he might be elected.
But, the reality is, I have no control over the election so I am ready to move on regardless of the outcome.
If Trump becomes the next President I will continue to enjoy sharing my life with a wonderful woman and two Maine Coon cats, feeding the birds behind my house, marveling at the changing seasons, spending the snowy winter reading in front of my wood stove; and keeping a Buddhist serenity – changing the things that are necessary and accepting those things I cannot change.
I will still bitch; but I will bury it on the internet and not carry it into my life.