Fruit Flies in My Granola!
Estimated reading time: 1 minute, 23 seconds
“Lord and Taylor, there is a fruit fly near my granola bowl!”
For the last few months, my mornings, days, and nights have been engaged in an existential struggle against the fruit flies that have become non-paying residents of my home.
One day I will solve this epidemic, although having finished the last bowl of Trader Joe’s Granola Cereal, that may be a bigger problem as I can no longer find them on the store shelves.
Many of my fellow widows would describe this as a crisis caused by being a single person.
I am now and always will be responsible for my decisions and actions.
Would it be easier if Jan and I were confronting the fruit flies together? Positively!
But that is not a choice I have.
Every decision I have made since May of 2021 is one I must complete solo.
One day the fruit flies will be no more!
But each decision I will make on my own and be fully accountable for their impact.
In those moments when I doubt myself, I stand in front of the Wind Sculpture, Jan’s angelic voice whispers fill my heart with love,
Richard, you are capable and strong, and I believe in you.
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Like many of us, the votes last week for Speaker of the House were a background noise we could not ignore.
The fifteen roll call votes reminded me of an experience when I was a teenager and a member of Explorer Post 310.
We had elections for officers every six months.
I was one of the older members and had been elected vice president in the prior election.
The president moved out of town, and I became acting president.
