Feeling very philosophical on this flight home from Dallas.  It was a journey of love and devotion with uncertain results and conclusions.  

However, after  a couple of Bloody Mary’s which always seem to  taste so superb in-flights my seatmate shows me an article that says there is a scientific reason they taste better at 30,000 feet.  

Anyway back to my sentimental musings… I just watched “Collateral Beauty” with Will Smith.  Oh my gosh… now I am boo-hooing in my seat and those around me are thinking I should have skipped the Bloody Mary’s (the very good 30,000 feet ones).  

The movie is a real heart string puller about life, love and death and time… all of which I have given a lot of thought to in recent years. 

Which once again brings me back to a quote from Lee Cowin from four years ago…

[This tragedy] serves as reminder that “we don’t get to set life’s clock.” and that while we all think we have a tomorrow to say whatever we need to say, sometimes tomorrow never comes.

And…. people wonder why there is so much divisiveness, anger, and unrest in our country? Look no further than “Our Little Town.”

In a nutshell, a female someone parked in a “restaurant only” parking spot and went to a movie next door. She claims she intended to eat at the restaurant following the movie. Well, when she exited the movie theatre her car had been towed. She claims that when she confronted the restaurateur he yelled at her and was unkind. (Something tells me she might have been a bit excited too, but doesn’t say.)

The female movie goer makes a post on a town blog and then on Yelp. Following her post, hundreds of the townspeople have taken on her offense and began telling people not to patronize the restaurant. Even more people started relaying awful experiences they had at said restaurant which previously had mostly rave reviews.

In the restaurateur’s defense, another group started posting that they love the place. They tell it is clearly marked parking is for the restaurant only and perhaps the movie goer should have checked with restauranteur before leaving her vehicle for an hour and a half.

So here it is… people have taken sides in the debate and are attacking each other over something that did not even involve them, they did not witness, they know not all the facts and really is inconsequential in the bigger picture of things.

Finally, one can keep this little fact in mind… “Our Little Town” ~ North Bend, WA – the home of Twin Peaks! A show described as quirky, surreal, melodramatic, supernatural, and with dubious activities.

New episodes coming soon on your TV and just down the street.

Twin Peaks Teaser Billboards Go Up, Revealing Nothing But Cherry Pie (At First Sight)

The timing of connections and losses are the fine intricate dance of life.

Life is fragile – knowing that nothing about tomorrow is guaranteed.

Why does one door open as another closes? What reasoning keeps them closed until the opportunity is past?

There is a  familial connection through our DNA that binds are hearts tenderly with a golden thread.

Know that the paths which are directed by God are ones with design and purpose. Embrace those along that way.

We may never understand these tragedies of life. These are the mysteries of life that are only God’s to know.

Trish
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I’m claiming divine protection here for myself and my coworker, CJ —

Last Wednesday I was in a rush to get out the door for a trip to Denver. When CJ arrived at work she told me there were two young women sitting at the bottom of the stairs. She went down and talk to them and they said they were just trying to stay out of the rain while waiting for a ride.

Well an hour later they were still there wandering around; they’d come into the office and asked for money. Their original story had changed — it was all very suspicious. I asked CJ to call the police because I thought maybe they might be some young women that were being targeted for sex trafficking.

CJ said they’d claimed they had arrived via bus from a town nearby and they just needed a ride back they wanted to go to an area about 75 miles south. I told CJ I’m heading to the airport I could drop them off in the next town over.

Both CJ and another coworker strongly urged me not to do it.

Well only a few hour later the news was that two women in Town had carjacked someone and caused a serious accident.

Today we find out it was the two women outside the office. They had stolen a truck from another town and had guns that were stolen as well, after hanging around our office for two hours they went down to the retirement centre and tried to carjack an elderly lady.
The manager at the retirement centre came to her aid and was attacked as well. They fled in the truck at a high rate of speed they caused a head on collision with another car and were apprehended by the police.

An officer came to the office today and we are going to provide a video for them.

So as I said, I believe CJ and I were both divinely protected and I believe CJ’s straight talking and compassionate but firm kindness kept us from harm.

Thankful

All the drama when you’re young, seems like nonsense when you’re old.

All the battles that were worth fighting, can turn your dreams to mold.

They seem so important when endless seem your days…

…but you’ll regret when you’re older and your passion has lost its blaze.

If only you could know, what the older ones have learned.

You would change your heart and thoughts, before good bridges you have burned.

You’d understand these thoughts, that seem so Important in your brain,

Seem really rather crazy,  when you’re older and reasoning is more sane.

It only goes to show you that the knowledge when you’re young,

Cannot compare to the age of wisdom, when your song is nearly sung.

©️2016 Trish ❤️

Here are my thoughts regarding all the meme’s showing up with wording that states ” Porta-potties are gender-neutral” and  “what’s the problem with allowing biological men (who identify as women) into women’s restrooms?”  There are also comments about living in a home with a gender-neutral bathrooms all your life and it never hurt you.

Well that is very true and I have no problem with porta-potties or private gender neutral restrooms. We have 5 private gender neutral restrooms at our office and the department store in the next town over has only one restroom for both men and women. I have used it many times, after men and before men, no problem

However, there are deeper issues, and unintended and under-recognized victims of this issue — they are women of sexual abuse.

Opening up locker rooms, changing rooms and less than private multi-stalled restrooms to a transgender man or any man who claims that he relates as transgender person, causes an extreme emotional burden on these women.

It is only recently (within the past 10 or 15 years) women have started to come out and talk about the sexual abuse they experienced at the hands of men. Many experienced these acts when they were children. They felt helpless, without a voice and in an age where children were to be seen and not heard, they were silenced. For these women there are many triggers that set them into an emotional tailspin.

I know because I am a sexual abuse survivor. I was nearly 50 years old before I told anyone. It is an emotional burden I do not want to carry and I cannot control the things that trigger me into these emotional spirals. The anxiety it can bring is almost paralyzing.

In an effort to be compassionate to the transgender community, do not forget these women who have just recently found their voice.

There has to be medium ground somewhere and I think unfettered access to women’s locker rooms and public bathrooms that do not offer completely private stalls (all the way to the floor and ceiling) is not the answer.

Without these considerations we are again being told we should be unseen, unheard and unrecognized.

I’m going to put my two cents worth in on this latest controversy about the presidential candidates. Yes, I think this locker room talk is disgusting and has no place for discussions in running for the Office of the President of United States; but lest the current set of outraged critics forget… we lived through Bill Clinton and his sexual escapades in the 90s. This is NOT the first ‘too much information event’ that has come from the Office of the President. During that time, I also had to quickly change the channel because of Bill’s dallying around the Whitehouse. Ever try to give an explanation to a 5 year who asked about oral sex and what the president was doing with a cigar that was bad?

Just imagine what he might get up to (in the halls and back rooms) if Hill-babe is busy running the country.

Toss them all out!!! Can we please find a honorable, honest, decent human being and leader for this country?

Sadly, I wonder if there are any left. Surely none that want to subject their families to the media vultures and social media firestorm that spread lies and rumors that quickly become ‘truth’ to many after being repeated and shared through the ether.

I wish it was over. I am sick of the process, the talking heads, the candidates and power hungry. I wish they’d get over themselves and go away.

As I said before we are going to get what we deserve for turning this process into a game of fools. I fear the mighty will fall if we don’t wake up soon