BRAVE???????

After two glasses of champers i decided to say something! Now! Now, please don’t cringe.

I need to ask…

Has anybody noticed how bravery has taken a back seat to this era of covid?

I’m just curious.

I personally have lost a lot of my courage over the last 3 years. I ask myself is it Covid, Age, fear of losing a long term partner to the dreaded cancer?

My answer is all of the above.

Where did my Chutzpah go? I have always been a brave soul. I’ve faced my demons, trials, and tribulations head on, tackled them and bugger me conquered them. My! the things I faced as a kid would make most peoples hair curl or drop out – you choose.

NOW? NOT SO MUCH. WHY?

My answer – whilst I’m in my cups- is as life gets shorter it makes any problem keener.

I can’t handle the fact that I’m not the controller of my destiny ( lets face it, in reality I never was). Nature is. And by golly- Nature is a fucking bitch!

I am aware now, at 64 – that death is in the shadows – Sounds depressing BUT it isn’t. To be honest, I’m not afraid of death, though it has reduced my bravery, I will still go on relishing these living moments. It has made me more keen for the living, the enjoying, the loving, and the knowing.

So let it be said, you must never give me 2 glasses of champers and a computer. I become retrospective and probably to deep. But i say to you “suck it Up” that’s life.