I don’t know about you, but I’m tired of being lied to, deceived,
and duped. Not by my friends or family,
but by the world, in general. Has the truth taken a hiatus or been kidnapped? I don’t agree with Jack Nicholson in the movie A Few Good Men when he dramatically bellows to Tom Cruise, “You can’t handle the truth!” It’s a strong statement, and the truth can hurt, but at least you know what you’re up against when you're dealing
with honesty. The truth is a rock-solid foundation from which one can start to heal, revive, and build.

While I’m not going to talk politics, I have to point the finger at what has come to be known as fake news—more truthfully known as skewed, twisted, out-of-context opinions. I’ve gotten to where I don’t believe any of it—even if it’s what I want to hear. It’s a continuous droning of speculation, what-ifs, and finger pointing regardless of what channel you watch or what side you support.

“Every morning, in your first view of the day, you have the choice to say, 'Good morning, God' or 'Good God, morning.”
— Wayne Dyer —

Right about now, I think most of us are in “Good God, morning” mode and with good reason. Life is heavy. Damn heavy. It feels like everything has changed, even the mundane, everyday chores have a different protocol. Truth is now a rarity, and checking out your own groceries is the norm. So in a world where mental comfort has become more difficult to find, what can we do to still put a smile on our faces and contentment in our hearts?

You’ve heard it a million times: Don’t sweat the small stuff. That’s very easy to say, but sometimes the small stuff feels like big stuff. The key is to try to keep things in perspective. A traffic jam is small stuff. A traffic jam when you need to badly go tinkle and are at a standstill with no exit in sight is a bit more dire. A traffic jam when it snows, and you’re stuck in your car on the freeway for more than 24 hours and your children are at daycare, and you are a single mom with no relatives in town is no longer small stuff—enter some well-deserved sweat. See how perspective changes everything?

“You cannot have a positive life and a negative mind.”
— Joyce Meyer

There is nothing quite as powerful as thinking positive, other than thinking negative. Both ways of thinking have an endgame in mind, which are as far apart from each other as night and day. In fact, one of them brightens everything up, while the other cloaks you in darkness. So, as the world turns and churns, I encourage you to think positive.

Have you been to the beach lately? As part of my “summering” that I promised to do in last month’s Publisher’s Note, I recently enjoyed a beautiful, relaxing day at Coligny Beach on Hilton Head Island.
Though the ocean delivered as promised—the gentle waves, the balmy breeze, the healing salt water—humanity flooded the shore amidst its own storm. The girls in particular.

We need to have a discussion. In fact, I have had many discussions since my sunny beach day about the giant elephant in the room—female bathing suits that show girls’ entire bums. That’s right, a thong right up the crackadoodle with both butt cheeks fully exposed to every person on the beach. We used to call this “mooning” and it was illegal. I don’t know what to call it now. Normal?