My Two Cents

It is the 3rd of January, 2021. I have made it through the holidays, my birthday, and the pandemic and I'm still alive. I have isolated myself since last February, and I only go out to collect my mail and do errands. I have not encountered the virus, and have kept myself healthy this past year, but in December I ran into some problems that upset me quite a bit,

in June of last year, I went to my grandson Sammy's graduation party in Northern Kentucky. Sammy drove down to pick me up, I rode up to Hebron with him and saw all of my former in-laws, and we had a great time. On the following day, Sammy took me to Mount Adams to climb the steps of the church.

I always have a good time when I get to talk to Sammy. He is much older than his 19 years, and in some ways, he is much younger. I love to listen to what he has on his rap record, even though it is not my cup of tea, but it does comfort me and it is a soothing activity.

We talked about a thousand different issues that day, and I gave him some advice, which my understanding was appreciated, tho some people did not. That is okay, coz they do not really know me, they do not trust me, but I know I am a Christian at heart and can counsel someone when they are troubled.

My plan for moving back home is to continue to be an upstanding Christian who follows the path of Jesus of Nazareth, and who helps those who are marginalized whenever possible. The old people in my building are suffering, like everyone else during this pandemic. There are a number of people who are hungry, and I feel like it is up to me to see that they get food. So I will continue doing that and my mission is to help everyone if I possibly can when when I move to Northern Kentucky.

I am a not a different person when I live in a different city. I am the same gal I grew up with, and she ain't a bad person.

I don't know if I'm telling you all of that to convince you or myself, quite frankly. Thanks for listening! Peace! Kimmy