It's post-sundown now on December 31. A friend commented on her blog that she was glad to see 2013 go. Me too! As years go, it went. What more is there to say. I had my small personal disasters and the catastrophic earth shaking ones were everywhere, coming at us like careening trains. There were even some of those, careening right off their tracks. It has been a violent, a tragic, a difficult year. Is it just me or does each one seem to be more-so the last decade or two?
I guess there have always been disasters forever--certainly those caused by nature like floods and hurricanes, tornadoes, earth quakes and wild fires but years ago, even in my memory which does not go back that far, we did not hear about them within minutes and then over and over courtesy of the TV news, the internet and all the other media forms that bombard us with "stuff we need to know"--or do we, really? We're becoming almost inured to the shock and fear and misery of our fellow humans as these horrors over take them. After you have seen so much destruction, so much damage and loss and "blood and guts", what else can you feel? You have to grow numb to survive. And that is even sadder, really.
I'd go back if I could, even if it meant losing a lot of the conveniences we now rely on, a lot of the fun things that technology has brought us along with the much less fun ones. But I can't. Life does not have a delete key or a replay or rewind button. All we can do is keep on keeping on. So with that in mind I hope that 2014 is calm to the point of dullness, that no natural catastrophes occur, that people stop fighting and killing and hating. That may be too much to ask but perhaps if we all join hands --or hearts--as the midnight hour comes, just over six away now for me in MST --and pray for this with all our faith, just maybe Someone Up There will hear and heed and at least ratchet down the level of mayhem and madness for awhile.I could ask for nothing greater than that. Ask with me!
Go in peace! Blessed be and may the year treat you kindly.
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Welcome to the domain different--to paraphrase from New Mexico's capital city of Santa Fe which bills itself "The City Different." Perhaps this space is not completely unique but my world shapes what I write as well as many other facets of my life. The four Ds figure prominently but there are many other things as well. Here you will learn what makes me tick, what thrills and inspires me, experiences that impact my life and many other antidotes, vignettes and journal notes that set the paradigm for Dierdre O'Dare and her alter ego Gwynn Morgan and the fiction and poetry they write. I sell nothing here--just share with friends and others who may wander in. There will be pictures, poems, observations, rants on occasion and sometimes even jokes. Welcome to our world!