A curious mind is an active mind.
A curious mind is an active mind.
There is no greater accomplishment than to find contentment within one’s self.
Another Blast from my Past. It made me smile when I reread it. I hope it makes you smile and remember fondly those in your past.
When I was a child the world was my oyster and I was always shucking for pearls. I had a wonderful childhood. Unfortunately I have noticed that some of my memories are starting to fade. That is a very sad thing. But you have to understand not everything I did as a child or youth deserves to be remembered. Trust me there are quite a few things I would prefer to forget. I would if I could but I can’t so I won’t.
We have reached that time of year when we celebrate our parents. (Something we should do every day kids!) I find that I’m forgetting things. I forget the way it felt when my father used to pick me up when I fell asleep in the car. I was a small child and I would inevitably snooze in the back seat. I would be half awake when he picked me up and I can remember nuzzling against his chin. He smelled so safe, so warm. But I can’t remember how his arms felt. It was more than 50 years ago and we are not computers. Some things will fade.
As I was growing up my mother always made me my favourite meal on my birthday. It was seafood crepes with a pecan pie for dessert. I’ve forgotten what the crepes tasted like. I’ve had other crepes since but I haven’t had hers in probably 25 or 30 years. Probably haven’t thought about them in that amount of time either.
But on Mother’s Day and Father’s Day I remember. I remember them every day. And I miss them. We all have had people in our lives that we miss when they are gone. I believe that my mother is sitting on my shoulder with a grin on her face saying: “tsk tsk tsk, do you really want that second cookie?” I can see my father out of the corner of my eye: hands in his pockets, wearing a knit vest, smiling and shaking his head “damn kids”. We were loved. I have not stopped loving my parents since I lost them. And I haven’t really lost them as they are a part of me. They made me, they helped me become the person I am today. Thanks Mom, thanks Dad. I love you.
Personality is a wealth I can get behind.
Some people seem to work very hard to be the absolute best idiot they can. Or maybe it just comes naturally.
Death is one of the ‘un-fun’ parts of life.
See the smile upon my face
I put it there for you
Now perhaps you’ll understand
The things that I must do
A cloudy day is all around
You fear the sun is gone
But here it is upon my face
Which from my heart it’s drawn
We have the power to pass it on
To change the way it’s done
Perhaps it’s just a smile you need
To feel as if you’ve won
But sometimes more is needed here
To change the way you feel
I will do all that I can
To help you start to heal
The reason I am in this place
I believe it is my calling
To help another when in need
To keep someone from falling
In doing so I live my life
The best that I can be
I join with others all around
To help the world to see
I like a little ignorance with my savvy.
When did being considerate go out of fashion?
It used to be an honourable race. You may not have liked a politician but he or she received and afforded respect. Now it has become mean, disrespectful and vile. People are voting for who will do the least amount of damage. We don’t know who is best for the job because all we hear is malicious rhetoric.
Nowadays scandals are more important than policies and everyone likes to twist the facts to their own agenda. What happened to honesty and honour? Political Bashing has become a favourite occupation of politicians and their voters. Why?
As a child I used to listen to my parents discuss an upcoming election. They would talk about platforms and policies and which party had the best track record of fulfilling their promises. It was a conversation that was repeated in cafés and restaurants, pubs and parks. People talked, they didn’t fight. There was no mean spirited name-calling or vile innuendos flung at each other. We listened, we discussed, we bantered and then we shook hands and moved on.
Elections used to be exciting times. Everyone wanted what was best for the country, the city, the province. We were in this together, including the politicians. The candidates were people we knew and respected even if we didn’t agree with their policies. And if your party lost, then you’d shrug your shoulders and move on. There was always next time. Now people cry ‘foul’ and scream even louder that the winning party did something wrong, sabotage!
I am tired of the bashing that has become so systemic in politics. This reeks of desperate posturing. I want to hear the truth about motives. Have you lied? What benefits and promises have you kept and if not, why? What do you want to do realistically? Politicians have become a joke or a meme. Change that. Make us proud of you again. Stop fear mongering and political bashing.
I am not the only one that wants change . . . the right change!
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