All About Me

  In this old world, it seems as if everyone has the opinion that life is "all about me".  They want everything handed to them, get mad if others have different opinions and contrive to make their own ways appear noble.  There is no way to deal with this type so I have given up trying.  Now, I am "all about me".  Not that I give one iota about what others think because my realm is in my own backyard.  I have dubbed myself Queen of the Small Gardens as that is where my life is for a bit longer.  Since I have no visitors, since I am doing that social distancing at its best and since I have to answer to no human save myself, I am perfectly blissful in my realm.  I AM Queen and I have the crown to prove it!

  Recently, I have taken to pushing the thought of happiness as a diversion to all of the "gimme" crowds. Life is too short to spend it listening to whiners.  Be happy!  Happiness comes from within yourself not from trying to force others to see things your way.  But, back to that Queen of the Small Gardens thing.  It is my way of making the best of a vastly different life than what I am accustomed to living.  When life hands you lemons, you make lemonade!  That old saying is perfect, to my way of thinking.  So...I made lemonade by way of becoming Queen.  The whimsical thought of me being the sole ruler of a mere small garden tickled me and gave me reason.  As Queen, I have to keep up appearances.  I have to prove to my subjects that I am worthy of the position.  I have to strive.  I need that.  I need reason.  It is working.  As Queen of the Small Gardens, my subjects are imaginary and my duties are to conjure up tales of fantasy.  It is a healing process.  Life is good.