Saturday Thoughts, Loose

Quiet day, sunshine, nice, no rush or drag to head to work.  Subtle smile; relaxing joy.  What's it say about my mood to have Elton John's "Your Song" playing in my head?  "It's a little bit funny, these things i do...."  

Morning crossword with coffee, had help from wonderful Facebook friend.  She is young beauty, nameless here, and always fetches a smile from me.  I am old person, and when young person gets me to smile, I wish to help them, bless them, advise them.  My years of experience, filled with minor victories and massive regrets, must contain tidbits here and there of potential wisdom and value, wouldn't ya think?

Today, best I could come up with: drink water for a hangover.  Water is wonderful! Keeps your boat up, and your hair down.  Cool, clear water, water...

There must be deeper advice, a gnawing guilt told me, so I youtubed the John song.  The vid was from 1971.  Long time ago, already, but I remember the time clearly.  I liked Elton John's music, it was played a lot, and I listened a lot.  As he became public figure, and became more openly gay, I shied away from admiring him too much.  I was in the midwest, after all, and I didn't want to shame my family, or be shamed amongst friends, or even passing strangers.  I was coward, in other words.  I looked something like David Bowie at the time, and could have fully embrased liberation in his style and image, but I backed away when people pointed at the TV and said, with accusing tone "he's gay!"  I thought he was cute, and I felt just so cute myself.  But Bowie was bold and out there, and I was a snivelling coward.

So, my advice to pretty, smart, young, TG...I don't have any advice, not right now, not on this issue.  You're so much wiser than me already.  I cannot advise you, but only admire you.  

What I can give you is prayer, for your safety and well-being.  I can give you my quiet encouragement and acceptance.  And, I hope, I can give you back a smile.