Truth, getting it back . . .

 Dear you,

I can’t do a backbend or a cartwheel anymore.  Bloody depressing truth. So, I have put these moves on my “get it back” list.  This decision was inspired by a teen doing gymnastics around the condo pool.  She was fabulous.  I was motivated to emulate her flexy joy and headed to the open space in the middle of my living room.  I began with the cartwheel attempt. And nearly ripped a hip.  Bad idea.  I haven’t done that move in years.  Time to work on it bit by bit.  I can get it back. Then I went for the backbend.  And nearly snapped my spinal column.  Very bad idea. I haven’t done that move in years either.  Work on it bit by bit.  I can get it back as long as I keep it real, keeping my silver-senior-status in mind.

I know I can do this.  The final moves may not look pretty, but I will execute the stunts!  This “get it back” thing is not unreasonable or a fantasy.  And I am not lying to myself or you. Unlike my neighbor down the road, the former displayer of a giant “TRUMP 2020” banner.

The election banner disappeared in January, after the insurrection.  I imagined the owner didn’t want to lose any vacation bookings on the off-chance liberals (or non-lunatics) might want to come to Seagrove Beach. Therefore, he took his banner down.  I loved that!  I could drive back from the local Publix without being pissed-off by embroidery. But guess what appeared this week on that vulgar vacay house?

“TRUMP WON”

Another enraging banner. This one?  So much worse.  The previous statement was election support, free speech.  This new statement is just a lie.  A big old lie hanging over coastal road 30A in Seagrove Beach.  Does owner dude believe the lie?  Does he really think Trump will “get it back”, the presidency or his Twitter account?

Dude, it is not happening.  This is something you can’t get back.  Put it on your list.  Blather on about your America First dream (nightmare) and repeat the lie on and off cloth.  But here is the truth:

“TRUMP LOST”

Okay, maybe you will never believe that truth.  Maybe you are doing this just to own the libs (or up your rentals from bright red state visitors).  But it is just not reasonable.  It’s a fantasy.  Like, what if I thought my future backbends would look like this:

No.  Right now, I am realistically/truthfully aiming for something like this:

I could stitch up a banner saying JOYCE WON THE OLYMPIC GYMNASTICS GOLD MEDAL and hang it from my balcony.  Or I could not lie and just focus on what is true, what I can get back . . . a bit more flexibility, bounce, and the ability to laugh at embroidered propaganda.

That I can do.

Kiss kiss to you, dear neighbor . . .

Good luck,

Joyce