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18 November 2024 - Zürich
I find myself reflecting a lot lately on the futility of life. I'm lacking a raison d'être. When I got to Switzerland I was beaten down, looking for hope, and willing to pin it building a relationship and a home. That didn't work out. Now one might say I have a bit of a death wish. Rootless will do that. None of my kids have time for me. After the election Zara decided to put all her negative emotions regarding the results on me and said she was never speaking to me again, much like her older sisters. I've been cast in the role of a villian and none of my daughters seems to be willing to talk to the real me; just hate the character they've created in their heads. At least Maxwell comes to me for advice even if refuses to meet. The tribalism of Gen Z is to their detriment. So I'm going to back to Atlanta for Christmas to visit my 98 year old grandmother. She remains a bastion of sanity.
Of course, writing all this makes me feel better.
