Hi everybody. Welcome to my blog where I talk about my present. I’m gonna dedicate this blog to my daughter cause she’s awesome, and I’m proud of her because she’s graduating this spring.
OK, so check this out. I’m gonna vent a little here. So, check this out: America has started a war halfway around the world and it’s costing about a billion dollars a day. Yet, here I sit and I get $23 a month in food stamps. Mind you, I get social security disability, and also have a special needs trust for food and other necessities for the rest of my life. If I live forever, I’m kinda screwed. There’s something wrong with this situation. No, also, there’s a health aide that works here. He looks after me. He has to keep three jobs just to make ends meet. He also goes to the food bank and he just told me that the food bank lines are getting increasingly larger. So what’s so great about this America?
All of this got triggered because my old photo assistant came up to voluntarily help me. My neighbors help me. My friend here helps me. My sister helps me. What I’m saying is, it’s nice to be helped. It means a lot to me. I mean, just the other day someone helped me bring my trash can to the side of the road. It sounds simple, but try and bring a trash can up to the side of the road in a wheelchair. I guess what I’m saying is you gotta be nice to each other.
Being nice to each other is one reason why I’ve started my sidewalk campaign. It sounds kinda simple, but I’m trying to get better sidewalks for our village. You have no idea what it’s like to try and navigate a footpath that’s been blacktopped over. I mean, I’m athletic, or I was athletic, and I’m used to a challenge, but this is ridiculous. What is kind of cool is I’ve noticed I’ve started to get compliments from people in the public. You know, when I go out to the store or things like that. It’s nice to be recognized for doing something for the community.
Anyway, that’s it for my rant. Sorry, I just had to vent a little. I’m gonna go have lunch now. My health aide is gonna fold a napkin, put some orange juice on it and dab my lip. That’s my lunch.
Talk to you next week. Love, B. Nice