The difficulty of expressing the now versus the future is heavily burdened by the past. I grew up in the heyday of the 60’s, sex, drugs, and rock n roll. Throw in the major changes in moves to eliminate racial discrimination, and Lyndon Johnson’s War on Poverty, along with the loosening of pregnancy implications, and you have an aging baby boomer.
The changes in the United States during the past several years have created a strange context for living. Watching the so-called news is stressful. Reading the papers is how news has some meaning and explanation. As an Administrator of a significant agency division, money was not too much of a concern, even with three children to support as a single parent.
The reset of the social and political environment is a concern, one I cannot do much about.
Financial and health concerns are major worries. So much so that I try to continue to do consulting in my field to earn a bit more income, just in case. The constant pressure of keeping up with medical appointments is oppressive.
My most significant and ever-present worry is the health and welfare of my children and grandchildren. I have known parents who have lost a child, and they have never been the same. Their mourning and depression are ever-present. It scares me.
Life Gets Better 