Crazy

Well, we live in historic times, don't we? So much upheaval in the world, reminding me of when I was fourteen and Watergate happened. My relatives were overwhelmed and frightened. I knew something very bad was happening, because my older sister told me that Nixon was a crook. I clearly remember my mother watching at least some of the Watergate hearings.

Then on August 8, 1974, my mother and I sat watching Nixon's resignation speech. I was a young teenager, but still I knew the import of what was happening.

I haven't really slept well in a couple of years, my days tinted with dread that contracts as I try to distract myself. Forcing myself to garden, to do the things I love. Years now where I have felt unable to really tell my thoughts, my opinions, in this blog.

Historic times...the likes of which I hope will never happen again!