Sue Moon’s Blog

It’s the day after Valentine’s Day, a day I am sure was concocted to reap in the money for the many corporate dogs lining the streets, tongues hanging out, eyes looking for weaknesses.

I guess I don’t pay so much attention to this day anymore except for how I can show my love to my grandsons.

And that brings up to mind – romance.  Hmmmm…….maybe I’ve become like the dry bones of winter not remembering spring…………but what is that anyway?  I mean, romance!

Most of us have been raised on the information from many talented marketers that we should be in love.  That our lives are meaningless without romantic encounters from gorgeous looking opposite sexuals.

Good grief.  I think I’m more like Charley Brown.  Noticing that others seem to have this “marketers dream life” and the reality of mine is that romance was in my youth.  I think.  Although I’m not sure that it wasn’t an illusion I prefered to focus on, than the reality of what love was then….sexual conquest.  Another, Oh good grief.

Dispelling the myths that our American society has created is an all consuming job.  One I find myself unable to leave and one I dread visiting.

Bah, humbug.

Well, that felt really good.  It isn’t that I don’t believe in love and tenderness and caring and yes, even romance.  What I don’t believe in, what I can’t stomach anymore, is the prostitution of our dear and beautiful feelings.  And the privacy that they are to be shared in.  I want a quality of life that we allowed to be taken away from us by living externally instead of internally.