How many of you have ever felt the desire to right a wrong?
Well, figurative soapboxes are a life’s necessity in preventing apathy in a world that is less than perfect.
As in any free culture that has been allowed to express opinions as long as you do it without harming others in the process I do believe that is a good thing.
Each of us is obligated to try to change an inequity when it affects anyone’s human abilities to do whatever it takes to be a successful involved citizen and community dweller of much notability that cares to perform daily normal activities and perhaps be able to help in your own immediate surroundings; in other words to be a productive addition to any society.
Being a person who has in many different life’s journey’s, incarnations, I have seen things that should be changed I have been not as reluctant as perhaps others may have been.
I have picketed, been in sit-ins, and most recently have written articles on situations that appear to be not altogether right and that I felt needed to be heard about or changed.
The seniors that I worked with as a volunteer would occasionally lament about that even with Medicare and supplementals they would at time not have enough money from month to month without making so many difficult choices for either purchasing groceries or prescriptions, obscene in one of the richest countries in the world!
Now I am in a similar position, but unfortunately I have fallen between the cracks, figuratively.
With these upcoming bills from my weekend getaway, hospital stay, I am sure that I will be negotiating very carefully to not lose what minimal existence of living we have by going into financial debt.
So today letters went out to government agencies, and even our new president asking how to manage what we need to do to be not people who want freebies but to pay our rightful share of what has been spent to get me home without losing that said home.
Again tonight I am very weary by sitting here and my head does seem to need to be at a different angle, since I am in a disadvantage with my not completely healed ills.
Please forgive for calling it short again…
Good night to all and to all count those blessings and I will too!
Speaking My Mind is about: Tobi, who is a middle aged, no, oh all right a slightly over the hill woman with all the imperfections that go with that, and this concerns her daily life's perceptions and experiences.
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