How do you make things better?

Last night was tough.  We didn't have the news on but my mom is looking at the news on her laptop. I know.  Bad idea.  She saw the video of a woman getting thrown to the ground by ICE. I saw the video too and I didn't tell her about it.  I know how she can get sometimes when she hears the news and I wanted to spare her. I can't stop her from searching.  It was a tough night to try to get her to feel better.

She shouldn't have to worry about this at her age.  None of us should have to worry about it at any of our ages. I hate to see her cry over this monster administration.  To all the people who voted for this cruelty and are happy with it?  Well F off.  All of you.  Hope you're happy that this administration makes people like my mom cry.  Bunch of cruel people.  Well I had another word in mind for people.  We really are in a cruel world.

I know she's upset about my second cousin. I think he'd be my second cousin, being my cousin's son.  He has almost 60 grand for his GoFund Me account.  He's in his late 20s, engaged and he's paralyzed from a work incident.  It's just horrible but I know she checks to see how much he has on his page. I check too.  He just looks like a sweet kid who had his whole life ahead of him and now he has a tough road.  It's alot.

I tried getting her to laugh last night.  It's what I do.  The clown came out with stories to make her laugh and maybe make her forget.  It breaks my heart to see someone cry so I will break out the comedian in me and make her laugh.  At least humor is legal in my house.  

Last night, I cancelled Hulu and Disney.  I had it for 3 months at 4.99.  It would have ended in early November but I'm down for making a point.  I only have it for a couple of more weeks and I'm ok with that.  

I am going to try to get more walking in and see if I can maybe lose an ounce or two this week while I'm off.

I took my mom to one of the Habitat for Humanity stores in Wauwatosa.  I got a little lost looking for it.  Too chaotic.  Stuff was a little grungy.  Glad to get out of the house.  I'll be glad when the store in our neighborhood is open again.  Happy to take mom thrifting.

I hope the good humans have a good day.  


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