Ready to begin.
Ready to begin.
A month away to the election day.
If last nights debate doesn’t seal it for Hillary then there is something so dramatically wrong with the way i see the world.
Dare I say it but I hope she trounces him.
Not just beats the guy but levels a knockout in every state.
Wouldn’t that be sweet if he doesn’t win a state…,
I’m still get to my knees every day.
Gratitude, love, forgiveness.
That’s all there really is.
God only knows there is no one more imperfect than me but I am trying.
It’s painful to read Trump is leading in some battleground states.
It’s painful to read the medias ongoing haranguing of Hillary.
It’s painful to read anything about Anthony Weiner.
I must be hallucinating.
President Enrique Pena of Mexico has invited Donald Trump for a private visit.
The Republican candidate for president accepted.
Hillary received an invite as well but hasn’t commented.
I’m sure she is reeling with what is going on with her close confidant and aide, Huma Abedin.
Ms. Abedin, if don’t know, just separated from her sexting husband Anthony Weiner, a former Congressman who can’t seem to keep himself away from womanizing.
I’m going to admit it now.
I am worried about the upcoming election.
The thought of Mr. Trump as our president is more than disconcerting.
It is scary!
Received a phone call last night from a dear friend letting me know that our mutual buddy from thirty-five years ago was found dead in his home at fifty-six years of age.
Cause of death unknown as of this writing.
I’ll be at the funeral Friday but I’m telling one and all right now that we must live in the moment.
There is nothing else.
Love as much as you can.
Forgive as much as you can.
Next major chapter in life about to begin.
Much more to say more sooner than later.
Here I am.
Still waiting for the Unicorn.
And the first Lady president.