Have to say ... it might have been me

There was a report on TV last night and it was in the news today about lightning strikes and the frequency of them. For fifty years we have not seen as many as we did during July. Back in May I was talking about the longest storm I can remember, lasting from a little after seven in the evening until seven in the morning.
Of course the experts say that the usual high pressure over the Pacific was not so high this year leading to unsettled weather over us and lots and lots of storms. But although we have had many hot days, we have had a lot of rain and a lot of storms all summer long.
A lot of people seem to have a short memory about some things, usually politics and the good things that others do and of course the weather.

When politicians promise this and that for your vote, we forget that the last time they stood and asked for it they made another set of promises, did they keep those promises or did we forget it all in our celebrations of the victory of the one we voted for? What about rivals at work or other fields? Not your family or friends but think about others and remember the good they did then remember anything bad. I think one is easier than the other. Even the news tells us all the bad events of the world, disasters, killings, accidents, scandals and then they'll end on a good note. As for the weather, we may recall that last year the meteorology department said something about a record for 2007 and a year earlier they said some record happened in 2006 too, but what was it? So this year it's record lightning strikes for us and for you it might be rainfall in one month or typhoons or dry spells. On each occasion someone somewhere will associate this new record with climate change or unusual sunspot activity as they attempt to calm any fears and place it within the realms of a single bizarre moment in the usual clockwork cycles of continuity.

So it is the lightning for us?
It may have been me up on the roof with a sparkler Tee hee!
Hey look up there, is that lightning or meteors? Can it be a mad scientist creating a monster or could it be Momo with her fireworks?
How is your weather and is it different from what you consider normal for this time of the year?

I also managed to have a lunch, uninterrupted, with Yoshi.
Yoshi's husband walked out on her last spring and was a very sad time for her. Now she tells me that he asked if he could come home because he misses his son. The truth as it unfolds was that the woman he ran off with liked him for the moment, but when she was tired of him, she disposed of him for the next one. I told her that a lot of men have this weakness and walk willingly into the sultry perfumed traps of these temptress's and these men are prepared to lose so much for an hour or two of pleasure.
A lot of people would look incredulously at a salary-man who took his whole months pay and placed it all on a horse or a number at the casino. Why risk so much for the temptation of the prize?
What is that drive that makes weak willed persons create errors of proportions so large that they are blind to the consequences.
The house or the track wins in the long run
The temptress wins in the short run, she gets what she wants while she looks good and breaks so many families along the way. What does she care?
In the long term she may be financially secure from her gold digging, but her looks are gone, she never made many true friends and now where is her prospective partner?
Being alone is a terrible feeling and in her trail of footprints are desolate ruined lives of the guys she tempted away from their true paths.
Yoshi said he can come and take his son out twice a month, but for anything more she will have to consider it.

Its all about taking responsibility for our actions.
Often we talk about our behaviors rather than our feelings.
Deeds do in fact speak louder than words, but without words, we cannot deeply understand others.
Often we make mistakes and I guess we all have to find the points of balance where we allow or forgive or reach a point where we can take no more from such a person.
This is where communication is so important. Whatever Yoshi and her husband will discuss will be the path to their futures, either together or separate.
I personally hope she will forgive him and I hope he has learned from his mistake. Perhaps all the good he did before will weigh heavily in her judgment.
Their son needs a good environment in which to grow.
Good luck to my friend and I wonder if some may learn lessons of life's hardships from others or we are forever destined to experience the pain ourselves to know of it?