a chill wind

for the first time in a week, the weather is tolerable. it has been 80-90% humidity here and has done nothing but rain. the rain i can handle but i hate the humidity. everything is damp and moist and you walk around feeling a layer of scunge on your face. i have walked around smelling like soap and noxema all week. but thankfully, today, some respite. i have stayed away from news this week- preferring to get snippets here and there from headlines and other bloggers. from petraus lying to the faked bin laden videos to the arrests of protesters around the globe- it has been a mite depressing. but one has to remain positive. i am not, by nature, an optimist- although my husband tells me that i am. i tend to think the worst first and hope that i am pleasantly surprised. often, i am not. i doubt that i will be this go round either. it is a fine line between living in the moment and feeling the beauty of nature and loved ones- and also feeling the pain and sadness associated with grief. but- that's where i am at. i grieve for the world and my country. but i will continue to sow the seeds of dissent so that future generations will know that not all of us rolled over. so- over the hump we go...