A letter from Apr 10th, 2021

Dear FutureMe, Here we go again. A resurgence of Covid. The new strains have taken hold. But vaccinations are already taking place. Not the “brands” we want like Pfizer or Moderna. More of Sinovac. That’s it. So many have died. Aunts, uncles, fathers, mothers, sons, daughters, husbands, wives, brothers, and sisters. Though mostly above 60, it is still devastating and very painful. My friend Mirahel said yesterday, “my Facebook wall looks like an obituary.” Terrible. I pray this shall all end soon. It’s my Dads birthday today. He could have been 69. He passed away last January. He went through so much before he closed his eyes for the last time. I pray he will never experience anything like that where he is now. I pray he is truly at peace. We all miss him dearly. He had really bad traits. But who doesn’t? He was so wise and so funny. Athletic, creative, and very smart. A barber, carpenter, boxer, and a true comedian. A terrific sports strategist and political analyst, albeit just for friends. He was stern and strict. A disciplinarian. But kind and very sweet......when drunk. 😁 My Dad will never be forgotten. I’ll make sure of it. 🙂 My brother and his family has moved out of our home ancestral home. He now resides in a but south. Renting but theirs nonetheless. There is talk that our home is to be sold. I would never like it. This house is beautiful. I know all too well it will be torn down for money. Surrounded by trees and foilage, it would he a terrible waste to see it wrecked in the name of a greedy developer. It’s been here since the mid-1950’s. One of the few now left standing. May it be here a hundred years after my ***** and beyond, I pray. There is so much uncertainty now. I had plans when the first quarter kicked off. I put some money aside. Something I had never really done before (I was an idiot for such a LONG time). Just 120k plus another 120. Not enough, but I figured it was a start. Was considering getting a small car. A Kia Picanto perhaps. Second hand of course. Then that shifted to a Honda ADV 150. Then a Vespa Sprint S. Then a Primavera. Then a Sprint S again. That may or may not transpire. I have to have my drivers license upgraded to restriction 1. With the pandemic still lingering a crowded LTO isn’t the best place to be. Perhaps The Lords sign to just get a car? Perhaps. His Will be done. 🙂 To be honest, I am also considering leaving our ancestral home. It’s my sister. She is.....a handful. Very topsy-turvy. Abrasive even. She acts like their isn’t a pandemic. She doesn’t disinfect packages when they arrive. She steps out to buy stuff from vendors and stays outside on the street. She even allowed numerous friends to drink at our backyard 6 weeks ago. Many. She is beyond me. Sad to know that she only cares about her needs and doesn’t think about me or our “Mama.” I pray that she’ll never put our Mama at risk. Wished I had more work. Nah. Best to pray for it. We will only get what we need afterall. More will come. Moments and situations will turn into stories and conversations later. I pray that I’ll be able to read this when it turns 5. If not, whoever is reading this, I pray for your safety, sanity, wealth, and wellbeing. There is a higher power. What ever your faith may be, it will lead you to abundance and peace. Heed the signs. Follow your instincts. Be kind, always. And for goodness sake, build better things and stay away from people who know nothing but their own interests. They will never be of importance later. Never. But you might. And if not for generations to come, the few you shall help shall be more than enough. Be a blessing. Be a gift. Be a beautiful song. 🙂