A few months after I moved to Portland in early 2017, 3 men were stabbed, 2 died, protecting 2 black teenage girls from a white supremacist who was yelling racist slurs and threatening them with a hunting knife.
As I don’t drive, I depend on TriMet for most of my transportation so I closely followed this story. One of the reasons I moved to Portland was an usable public transit system. I was dismayed to think that it was so dangerous to use that I might get knifed just riding on it.
Many people were worried that in this day and age of our president supporting and encouraging white supremacists, Jeremy Christian might somehow be found not guilty. He tried to claim he only acted in self defense. Obviously, the jurors didn’t buy it; they unanimously found him guilty of all 12 counts he was accused of.
I have to say that I was greatly relieved. Oregon has a history of racial discrimination but it was relieving to hear everybody’s positive reaction to the verdict and no negative reaction at all.
Portlandia got its wish for a white Christmas. There’s snow on the ground and ice on the pavement.
My Christmas came 2 days early. My oldest daughter & her fiance hosted a Christmas dinner for family. It was great to be able to share the celebration with kids & grandkids. I didn’t ask for much this year, mostly pictures of my kids. But I was surprised by the two presents I did get, both very thoughtful. and I did get some pictures, so that was good too.
I hope that your holidays were everything you wanted them to be…
This week while chatting with my therapist, she repeatedly tried to compliment my courage in facing several challenges. But she & I had different perspectives of the same situations. Where she saw courage, I knew it was only desperation. I finally got my point across using the classic 80’s movie “Officer and a Gentleman” where Richard Gere’s character is being harassed by his drill instructor to drop out. He breaks down, crying out “I’ve got no place else to go. This is it!” I’ve felt that way several times since the stroke- I have to be able to eat. I have to get up & stand on my own. I have to be able to walk around the house. I have to be able to put my brace & shoes on. I have no place else to go. This is it! So I have to do whatever’s necessary to be able to do these things. It’s not a matter of courage but of desperation. The alternative is too scary to even think about.