Life is Worth Fighting For
"Without the dark, there isn't light. Without the pain, there is no relief. And I remind myself that I'm lucky to be able to feel such great sorrow and also such great happiness. I can grab on to each moment of joy and live in those moments because I have seen the bright contrast from dark to light and back again. I am privileged to recognize that the sound of laughter is a blessing and a song and to realize that the bright hours spent with my family and friends are extraordinary treasures to be saved because those same moments are medicine, a balm. Those moments are a promise that life is worth fighting for, and that promise is what pulls me through when depression distorts reality and tries to convince me otherwise."
— Jenny Lawson
Good day, my friend; it's our last day of vacation, heading home to begin grinding again tomorrow. We slept in this morning, snuggled like newlyweds, we had a great trip, met some new friends, and we were able to recharge our batteries. I think this might be my favorite time away in Mexico after 12 years of visits.
We spent our day at the pool with our new friends, then headed down to the Office for lunch; we ended up at the place next door and had some oysters and a beer. They had a couple of fun competitions between men and women, push-up contests, and the winner got a bucket of beer.
We started our day getting our COVID tests to arrive safely back in the U.S.A. Shockingly we both tested negative, and so no false-positive test for us. We have not met anyone who tested positive; I think the tests might be made in "Ghina."
As expected, another busy day at the marina, the big boy yacht headed out of port yesterday; all watched as he made his way out to the little gulf and then sat tight for a few hours before heading to his next destination.
We will pack up, head down for breakfast, have one last bite with our new Canadian friends before heading to the airport; we arrive back in Denver at 4:20; funny how that always happens.
I think we will do the Denver Pizza company tonight, a little treat before jumping back on our eat less, drink less, move more program. We will spend our weekend at the mountain house and then work from there the next few weeks.
Not much is happening in the news; I guess the Olympics are happening, not much to report. John Kerry is in Mexico talking about global warming; it will be 80 here today; go, John, go! My friend sold his business; I think he did well; it was announced this morning, many of my friends have decided now is the right time to exit; it's an exciting time.
Oh, here's a gem, the Biden Administration will hand out free crack pipes to kids. This from Newsweek:
"HHS and ONDCP are focused on using our resources smartly to reduce harm and save lives. Accordingly, no federal funding will be used directly or through subsequent reimbursement of grantees to put pipes in safe smoking kits. The goal of harm reduction is to save lives. The Administration is focused on a comprehensive strategy to stop the spread of drugs and curb addiction, including prioritizing the use of proven harm reduction strategies like providing naloxone, fentanyl test strips, and clean syringes, as well as taking decisive actions to go after violent criminals who are trafficking illicit drugs like fentanyl across our borders and into our communities. We will continue working to address the addiction and overdose epidemic and ensure that our resources are used most smartly and efficiently."
In other news, the administration plans to give out gift cards to McDonald's to the morbidly obese and free booze to anyone who needs to take the edge off.
Masks are commonplace amongst the working class here, but tourists are exempt. COVID apparently only infects those who work; you don't have to worry if you are on vacation. Does this make sense? We did enter one restaurant yesterday that mandated we have masks on. We walked about 10 feet, sat down, and boom, the masks could come off, and we could eat, drink and spit to our heart's content.
What about that trucker clock convey going on up north? What is that about? It seems that the government who deemed these essential folks worker for two years now want to mandate they get a medical procedure. Although many are vaccinated, they are standing up for those that say "no thank you." as individuals, I think we all should be able to say "no thank you." when asked to do something that we find insulting or maybe could cause medical harm.
Well, that will do it, my last word soup from this little paradise. I think we will be returning, why not? We have a plan for the next few months; will it work? Maybe or maybe not, but a plan is a plan, and we will execute the project and see if our life improves. Constant testing of a hypothesis is a good recipe for life. I hope you are well; I hope these words find you with a smile, and if not, why are you not smiling? Life is full of treasure and joy, but only if you seek all that life can provide.
"Without the dark there isn't light. Without the pain there is no relief. And I remind myself that I'm lucky to be able to feel such great sorrow, and also such great happiness. I can grab on to each moment of joy and live in those moments because I have seen the bright contrast from dark to light and back again. I am privileged to be able to recognize that the sound of laughter is a blessing and a song, and to realize that the bright hours spent with my family and friends are extraordinary treasures to be saved, because those same moments are a medicine, a balm. Those moments are a promise that life is worth fighting for, and that promise is what pulls me through when depression distorts reality and tries to convince me otherwise."
— Jenny Lawson