Wherever it is that you are, welcome to “Wherever it is that we are.”
Wherever it is that I am, I am wondering what my next blog post is going to be. Initially, I was planning on calling this post “I’m not here” because of this …
… contrasting that with my blog post of almost exactly a year ago “I’m here.”
But apparently that was neither here nor there, because then I found today’s title in this captured image from The New York Times online:
Wherever it is that we are, as expressed during the first night of the U.S. Democratic National Convention, is a place that is
- desperate,
- hopeful,
- united,
- determined,
- grieving, and
- laser focused on November 3, 2020.
Wherever it is that I am, I know that election day in the United States is November 3, 2020.
Wherever it is that I am, I am taking photos for this blog.
Wherever it is that I am, I see astonishing things, like somebody seeming to walk on water, people celebrating important events like graduations, family members cooking with love, somebody exercising their right to vote (in an early local election), and creatures being wherever it is that they are.
To quote Michelle Obama quoting Donald Trump, it is what it is.
This is what I was listening to wherever it was that I was yesterday:
Wherever it is that you are, please consider leaving a comment about that.
Wherever it is that we are, I am always grateful to be here with YOU.
Thank you for being right there, collecting photo prompts for our thoughts, Ann.
Thank you for being right here, my good friend.
Does the Quincy River Walk offer a way to walk across the river? How do you know where to step?
Supper looks delicious!
I assumed the Quincy River Walk offered a way to walk beside the river, Maureen, but you might be right! Thanks for another delicious comment.
I was only wondering that because of the guy who seemed to be walking across the river. But perhaps he had very very long legs?
Wherever it is that we are, Harley illuminates the path.
Thanks for another illuminating comment, Maria.
I’m looking at the yellow sign taped to the window…. How low have we sunk that we have to be addressed like small unruly children and be reminded to respect people’s belongings. This where we are as a society. We need see the light and grow up- for the past 4 years we’ve been so much in the dark shadows that we’ve lost our entity.
Thank you for addressing where we are in this comment!
we are who and where and what we are.
I’m so glad you are who you are, beth.
I mailed my request for a ballot today because I’m hopeful. Thanks for the lovely song, Ann.
Thanks for making my day more hopeful with this lovely comment, Kat.
Your blog is always a hopeful and inspiring place, and even when I don’t really know where I am I’m glad to be here.
I’m always glad when you’re here, Chris.
You always make a positive difference wherever it is that you are, my dear friend.♡(.◜ω◝.)♡
Thanks for making a positive difference every day, my friend! ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤
Vice versa, my dear friend!
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