Is there any wonder that with the world in the state that it's in, as of this moment I'd be reminiscing about the 1980s...when things were at least a wee bit saner? Sure, and please don't get me wrong, between the Iran-Contra hearings, double-digit inflation, those God-awful Miami Vice pastel colors and rolled-up jacket sleeves we were all wearing back then, etc., the 80s were certainly not without its weaker moments either. But one thing has been stuck in my mind since yesterday's unspeakable carnage in London, and again today with a killer hurricane that's said to be headed toward the US having already killed 5 people on the island of Haiti. It's those funky, old "Choose Life" T-shirts that were worn by George Michael of the duo, Wham (at the time), and also by so many of us (myself included)in those days. Jeez, we saw them practically everywhere we went, didn't we? And those large block letters on a solid white background somehow seemed to resound the message -- the more we saw them.
And the correlation here, you ask? Well, I think it's very simple. This weekend, in the wake of all the precious lives that were senselessly lost, life for the living is clearly the only thing that matters.
Which of course, brings me to my weekend plans, which are simply this: To tell each of my love ones, once again, how much I truly do love them. And yes, as the old saying goes...while I'm still here on earth to tell them. Because hey, when you get right down to it -- tomorrow is certainly never promised.
Have a great weekend, all. Peace.