You Gotta love Em!lts
Here I am at the eve of my 54th birthday wondering how I got here. The irony of life has not eluded me as here I sit having changed all that my parents have done only to reap the same results. Is this a cruel cosmic joke? Does karma not really exist? As a child of the 70's I was going to change the world one child at a time. All my homemade babyfood and cloth diapers created the same self centered people who wore pampers and didn't recycle glass babyfood containers. YIKES! My women liberated self raised daughters who worry about the men who will like them. Are we supposed to even like men! I feel somewhat deflated, I mean wasn't the world supposed to be different! We worry about money.....money yuk! We were the generation that was going to supplant money with community service. Riiiiiiight. I don't know about you but kids are the turning point. Once that baby cries you are done. Finished. It's all about that little screaming individual and the next thing you know it's Iphones and Ipods; video games and hollister. WHAT hollister? Weren't we going to make our own clothes? Now we are buying our ripped and bleached jeans for quadrupled the price from a manufacturer in say a province in China that pays it's workers 25 cents without any civil rights. Does this make sense to anyone! I don't know I am so confused. How did I get here again?
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