No other reason to state that I was born today, August 27th, than to announce the obvious…I was born.
I will continue to celebrate whatever and whenever I can without depression, without fear and anxiety. I will continue to celebrate with the breath, creative energy and courage and strength flowing inside me and I will move forward in good faith, happiness and peace. Happy birthday to me!! LDS
Lorrie Denise Sargent, aka “Lolo.” I gave myself that name because my mother told me I could not pronounce my name properly.
I was born with the “family forehead.” Tee, hee! *snort*
One of many fancy dresses my late Aunt Annie, my father’s childless married sister bought for me.
Me with one of two dolls I still have, Cassabooba. Except an evil babysitter, Brigette, cut off both my doll’s hair cause she was jealous I had them.
Humbled that I got to live this long!!
(Bday pix at top courtesy of Pinterest/Red Bubble)
2019 – Grief, debt, living my 6th decade on this earth in a new place and living with a ridiculously unprofessional, ill-equipped, non-existent American leadership. I am happy to state that I am hopeful.
2020 – All of the above plus a new job and of course, for all of us, Covid. I am happy to state that I am hopeful.
August 2020 – For my 61st decade of life I would love to not struggle for air at a time when no one of us are certain the air is even real. I am happy to state that I am hopeful.
For my 61st decade of life I would love to believe in lavender bliss, deep, long lavender bubble baths and a lavender cocktails that taste exquisite. I am happy to state that I am hopeful.
For my 61st decade of life I want to laugh from the inside, even when I am not happy. I am happy to state that I am hopeful.
For my 61st decade of life it would be nice to embrace the guy who I am astrologically and creatively compatible to. Unfortunately Idris Elba is already taken. Plus, I heard Covid got his gorgeous, asthmatic ass! Get well Idris. I am happy to state that I am hopeful, but you know not for Idris, ’cause you know he’s not available and I am no homewrecker, but just sayin’.
For my 61st decade of life I would love for all Americans to strongly consider that in order to make America great we must ensure that every hard-working American is fed, educated and able to make a living to support themselves and support and maintain the cities in which they live. THAT is what makes America great for all concerned. I am happy to state that I am hopeful.
For my 61st decade of life I would love to see Justice for Breona Taylor and every black person and BLM sympathizer I have witnessed just this year alone who have had to suffer indignities because of three letters that seem to irritate the status quo, BLM. I did not make up the moniker, but I DO know that we ALL are of one imperfect race, HUMAN. We, humans, are not privileged or chosen to persecute other human beings. The only thing any human being is CHOSEN to do is die and we are not even PRIVILEGED to know when or how. And that is the one thing that makes people of all colors the same. I am happy to state that I am hopeful.
For my 61st decade of life – I will work hard to teach my brain that I am not on this earth to suffer. My heart is healthy and both my brain and my heart will rise above it all. We ALL will rise above it all. I know this is true.