If there is one thing I’ve learned in the last two and a half years, it’s to stop worrying about things I can’t change. Now before you go jumping on your soapbox, let me explain. Every day we are inundated on social media, in the news, and in water cooler conversations about the state of the world. More specifically the state of politics in the United States. This guy telling that guy how our government is cheating us, that guy telling this guy how our tax dollars are being wasted or used for things they should never be used for. I’m not saying I disagree, because honestly, I think everyone in government has their hand in a candy jar somewhere, and they all live for “what’s in it for me”.
I just get so tired of seeing it, reading it on social media, listening to it. As a citizen of this great nation, as a responsible adult, I exercise my right to vote always. Beyond that, what else exactly can I do to change things? Don’t answer that. I’m not looking for suggestions.
My point isn’t about what needs to be changed in the world, or how criminal some of the activities of our politicians is. My point is, I don’t understand how someone can be happy worrying about this stuff all the time. I don’t understand how you can focus on what really matters in your own life – your family, your friends, your health – when you’re consumed with making sure everyone around you hears/reads your opinion every single day.
Joe and I agreed to disagree sometimes about politics, and that’s what so great about democracy! My parents lived long lives. Dad was 89 and mom was 87 when they passed away. They survived the great depression, the Vietnam war, and 15 Presidents. They belonged to different political parties and raised five kids with a wide range of political affiliations. And yet we all still love each other and respect each other and none of us talk about politics with each other.
I respect your opinion, and your right to have one. I’m just venting, and possibly narrowing the dating pool should I ever decide to date again. Who I voted for and what my political views are will be of no significance in the end. Was I a good person? Did I take care of others? Did I make the people in my life happy? Did I live like Jesus? These are the things that are important to me.
I’ll leave you with my favorite band, The Eagles, and a song that pretty much says it all.
All this whinin’ cryin’ pitchin’ a fit. Get over it.

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