The first month of the New Year seems a bit long and then the precipitous slide to Christmas. Of course, this may not be how many perceive it other than the children and me. Each year begins with much fanfare and the frigid temperatures and snow and ice seem to slow down time for a moment. Then the motor heats up, the oil flows, and we are soon off to the races. Thus the moment slips by like a thief in the night while watching Netflix.

Opinion Makers give us our opinions. Rather than study and reflection research and empirical study…we choose to believe who we fill our minds with. In some cases, these Influencers could tell us that the world was flat and we would eat their assertion with a spoon. We would join the Flat Earth Society and guard against falling off the edge…

Indeed we work toward the betterment of our Dear Leader while giving only a cursory glance towards the needs of ourselves and those around us. 

‘Each day is a gift from God I say,’ Neva J uttered as she shivered under the blanket.

‘I have never been so cold…and now it is sleeting and freezing on our big box home,’ Jane said with ice around her eyes.

‘Where in the world are we…one minute we were warm and safe and planning a Valentine’s Day Party for our class and suddenly we are homeless and alone, no one seems to be riding up on a noble steed to save us,’ Billy B proclaimed!

‘We talk of parallel universe and Earth II while we fail to notice that these words apply to people surrounding us who remained unseen and unheard and who have no voice,’ said Chet with a visible concern in his voice.

‘The Great Fall from Prosperity can happen in the blink of an eye,’ Horatio said. ’Everything we see and touch and hear and taste is returning to entropy…including us,’ H continued. ’Time is deceiving with its Siren Song,’ H noted solemnly as he turned over the Hourglass.

‘Whatsoever they hand finds to do, do it with your might; for there is no work or device or knowledge or wisdom in the grave where you are going,’ Chet quoted…