Considering all the horrible things that have occurred over past week, and even before that, I am not sure I really want to think any more. It is so difficult trying to find pleasant things to concentrate on. Yes, there is being with my Phil and enjoying his love and care of me and both of us sharing the love of our beautiful Candy cat who never fails to delight us each day with her antics. Every day now she asks to have a drink from either the kitchen or bathroom tap in spite of the fact she has two clean bowls of water from which she also drinks. I think it's her way of keeping us busy turning the tap on and off!
I do love to think about my family but very often when doing so I then tend to worry about them and, in particular, what the future holds for them and knowing it is not within my power to make it good for them. Having great-granddaughters of 4 and 8 makes me wonder what their future will be like in this multicultural society. In 2050 they will be 38 and 42 respectively....what will life in Perth be like then? I worry too about our great-granddaughter who will be 20 in a couple of months. She has been disabled since just before her 5th birthday when a family friend who was caring for her managed to be involved in a dreadful traffic accident. One can only hope there will always be care available for her as she ages. So much to think and worry about. I even worry about my daughter and her hubby flying to New Jersey in September to visit their #3 daughter. So far from home and such a long way back as well. I must just think positively about them making this trip. I am obviously getting old as I am sure the young don't have all these worries.
My folks lived through two world wars and the worst depression the world has seen. In the first world war they lived and worked in London despite the bombing and then ventured to emigrate to Australia where they at times faced hardships we could only guess at today. Did they, I wonder, worry about what the future held for their children? They didn't seem to but then dad died in 1971 and mum in 1985 when the world to them would seem to be have been on a reasonably even keel.
Am I worrying over nothing? Maybe it will all sort it self out, one can only hope. In the meantime I lose myself in watching le Tour de France (isn't Chris Froome fantastic and our Aussie boy Richie Porte really showing how good he is too?) and a couple of what will hopefully be exciting AFL footy matches.
Will I continue thinking? Of course I will and Phil and I will often sit and talk about world affairs and consider how it could all be put to rights if only the right people were in charge but then the right people are often those that aren't ambitious enough to think they could change much so stay quiet which is a great shame.
I am sorry to have rambled on and I don't blame you if you didn't get this far. I have few people to talk to these days (in fact no-one really) and just need to air my thoughts and worries somewhere.