The last few days have been really hard. It could actually get harder this week. Like...trauma hard. And every time life takes one of those turns for me, Mister Rogers somehow shows up. I woke up today to a post from Rabbi Danya's substack talking about Mister Rogers and his unconditional love.

https://open.substack.com/pub/lifeisasacredtext/p/the-radical-theology-of-mr-rogers

If you're watching "Strange New Worlds", sit through to see what's at the very end of season 2 episode 1. It's okay to cry. I did.

I just showed a 9 month old baby that one of my pieces of furniture is actually a piano. I have never seen anyone so excited! Tiny Mozart was having a blast!

We've been rewatching old Star Trek series (serieses? seriepodes?). I've decided humans are best represented by the dachshund.

Loyal. Loving. Fierce as all hell (bred to hunt badgers in the badgers' dens)! But everbody just stands around and says, "Aww! Look at the cute weiner dog!"

My snake is shedding!

Things I'm confused about tonight:

- News about spaceships?
- How did Ted Cruz grow the one beard I don't like?
- Why doesn't anyone in the Marvel movies notice Captain America and Human Torch look exactly alike?

I told my husband ghosts like haunting elevators because it lifts their spirits.

He was in a business meeting later and when it was asked if anyone had anything else to discuss, he told them why ghosts haunt elevators! 😄

Happy Pride Month, y'all! 🌈

But especially to trans people, nonbinary people, aro and ace people,queer people closeted for protection, and the ones who are so freakin' queer but get looked over because you fit societal expectations just enough to be cis and/ or straight "presenting".

I love y'all. We still have a long way to go. We'll walk together.

The doors open, so I can see it has a stick shift. As it should.

I said I was going to have a Mustang someday. Said it ever since I was a little kid. Finally made it to a point in life where a modern one is not completely unaffordable. But now I can't drive because of the seizures.

Fine. I said I would have one. It doesn't have to be one I can drive. I now have the 1960's classic black Mustang I really wanted!

It's been 6 years today. It never stops hurting. But now I know why some of the most sacred wisdom starts with, "Well, my daddy used to say..."

https://youtu.be/T8t4S6ovrDs

It is Tuesday and I feel like I already lived a whole week! May is a difficult month. Starts with a trauma anniversary, ends with a trauma anniversary. And this May has been hard on us. But we only have a few more days to go, and the 23rd of every month is special to me! 🥰

Okay. Small seizure this afternoon, and not a complete surprise given what last week was like.

Just kind of hoping that's it. Really don't want that to be an everyday thing this week.