Love keeps me going.

I complain about lots of things. But not about life. I love life. I’d just as soon live forever. As long as I could have decent, reasonable health. Because there’s so much fun in life. And the ability to love. What more can one ask? So when I gripe about politics or economic and social issues, that’s all it is. A momentary gripe. I don’t always like the way we human beings act. And treat each other. But hey, I personally have a choice. About the way I treat others. About my attitude. Yes, about how I live my life. I am free. To a large degree. Best of all, I’m able to express myself. In writing. In speech. I can make myself known. To others. I can connect to the world. Maybe I can’t do much to change the world. But still, I can create my own world. A cocoon, so to speak. But I venture out. And cultivate a loving relationship. Which makes me happy. Maybe that. More than anything. Fuels my engine. And keeps me going. –Jim Broede