It’s a Hard World

“It’s a hard world for little things.” 

Davis Grubb

Our world has become very hard indeed.

Nothing makes much sense–even when things do make sense, I question my judgment.

How do we hit “pause” so things can settle?

I feel a giant hand, stirring and stirring current events, causing confusion to grow as fear evolves into anger.

The mechanism of this machine has become so loud we can’t hear ourselves think or understand what we’re trying to tell each other.

I have no answers and many more questions.

I do know I can only do the best I can to make things better.

It’s all any of us can do as noted in the quote below written by of George Carlin.

I loved George.

His routines never failed to make me laugh–but with the laughter there was always that moment when you realized there was a lot more to his message.

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life. We’ve added years to life not life to years. We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We’ve done larger things, but not better things.

We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We’ve conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We’ve learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete.

Remember to spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.

Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.

Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn’t cost a cent.

Remember, to say, ‘I love you’ to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.

Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.

Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.

And always remember, life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by those moments that take our breath away.

George Carlin

I am…

B…simply being. 

~Peace, my friends.~

Thanks, Michael Hibdon, for the great picture you took on one of our sunset cruises through our ‘hood. I love you. 

A Self-Care Friday


Today was a self-care day.

I’d been putting off my routine mammograms for a long time. Not good, you’re saying. You’re right, I say agreeing. In our current healthcare arena, there’ve been many factors playing into the delay.

The first challenge was my first Texas primary care physician and his office staff.  They were not fast at returning calls or efficient faxing orders to correct places. Once those boxes were checked off, I discovered successfully talking with a scheduling person was going to be my next obstacle. After many missed connections, I learned the imaging center I’d been referred to did not take my insurance. If I wanted to use this facility, the exam would be at my cost.

Start over.

Because so much time had elapsed, I now had different insurance. Compliments of the Healthcare Market Place changes, I now needed to find a new primary care physician. This inconvenience ended up being a plus. After hours researching physicians all across my area, I found a doctor who listens to me, answers my questions, and responds to me quickly. I can “talk” to him by email, meaning I have a direct line to him, sidestepping office staff.  The catch–you knew there had to be one–the radiologists covering the hospital and the imaging centers I’ve been referred to are out-of-network. Thankfully, the facilities established workarounds, a “fix” taking more money directly out of my pocket.

Getting good health care should not be so complicated and costly. In a country filled with so many really smart people, why does healthcare remain such a mess? In my cynical, older person mind, I think it’s complicated so we get frustrated trying to figure it out. We pay the premiums, make calls after calls questioning the cryptic bills, eventually giving up the fight so we can be done with it all and move on with our lives. If we could hang in there long enough to get to the bottom of all the terminology, codes, and qualifiers, we’d discover we’re paying a lot of money to a lot of different people for suboptimal care.

I know I am not alone in this battle. My bills are nothing compared to many others. The saddest part of it all is I don’t see things getting better or easier anytime soon.

After all of this, I needed a laugh. To get that done, thought I’d share a Christmas quote from George Carlin:

“The main reason Santa is so jolly is because he knows where all the bad girls live.”

I wish you all a great weekend. Be careful and stay aware as you head out to do your holiday shopping. Listen to your gut. If a place or situation doesn’t feel right, leave. 

I am…

B…simply being…

Love, peace, and pray for those in need.