… are so hard I want to curl up in bed and shut the whole world out. I’ve been alive almost thirty years now, and it just seems to get more complicated the longer I’m around. I lay in bed composing posts and poems in my head - then when I get up I never write them down and they are gone. Relating to people takes so much effort for me sometimes. And the work that goes into maintaining the relationships around me can also seem like more of a chore than a joy. There are bad days. Days when I want to shed this life like a snake sheds its skin - when I’m pondering my choices, my options, and where I’m headed. I chose this. But did I make the best decision? How does my choice affect everyone around me? What pickle have I gotten us all into this time?
And then there are good days. No one is impatient with me, or demanding something from me, or implying I’m not good enough. The peanut gallery is silent.
I have a good life. It’s rich with love and laughter. I’m content with the choices I’ve made - and I’ve come a long way in accepting the hand that I’ve been dealt by evolution/fate/what have you. At least I like to think I have.
But there are those days …
EDIT: And no comments on this one, friends. Stay quiet, peanut gallery. Shh.
We hoped she’d stay until January … but she’s got to go straighten a few things out in Florida. So tomorrow morning Granny’s going home. And we’re all sad. We love you, Mimi! It’s our turn to come visit you next. 
Four generations - Guam, 2008
Gloria, Zoey, Lea, Janie
Four generations - Kentucky, 1980
Mom Lizzie, Janie, Gloria, Lea
Papers from the Serenity mini-kit by Meredith Fenwick.
Remember how all the honeybees are disappearing? I think I’ve found some ….
This was an exciting election - both locally and nationally. I’m so happy that the nation elected Obama. We voted for him too, here on Guam, though our votes didn’t count. With Obama’s win, I have hope that our status may change in my lifetime too. Someday.
And hooray that Prop A didn’t pass here on Guam - again! I really wish Baldwin & associates would just go away. I’ll never vote for a casino here. Ever. My vote is not for sale.
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