On the journey that is life, some people are living in their own potholes.
I live in Canada. It is a first world country. It is large, it is diverse and it is home. When I complain about anything it’s usually about the weather (we have lots of it here!) or perhaps I have a hangnail, maybe a bad night’s sleep where I was up all night watching television. I don’t complain about lack of food or water. I don’t worry about armed thugs breaking down my door and dragging me away to prison. I have a government that protects me and that I respect. It’s not like that everywhere.
I wish I had the ability to protect every child from the horrors that exist throughout the world. I wish I had the power to eliminate wars, famine and abuse. I do not. What I do have is the will to be a part of the solution. There may not be much I can do physically but I can donate to the agencies that are trying to help. I can ensure that my politicians act responsibly to guarantee that we are a country that helps.
We must never lose sight of the need to remember. One of the reasons that history is taught to our children is to ensure that atrocities are never forgotten and that the goodness that has existed in the past is remembered as well. We are not all bad. Some days it’s difficult. I listen to the news and I am appalled. But I have that righteous indignation from a safe place and that makes me sad.
I wonder if I have the right to pass judgment on the atrocities I see on the news. Do I have the right to judge anyone? The news tells us part of the story but I’m convinced that we don’t hear it all. Perhaps there are reasons not made clear that would explain why people do what they do. Would I understand? Perhaps, perhaps not.
I have always lived a privileged life. I have never been wealthy. But I live in a wealthy country. We are by no means perfect but I wouldn’t want to live anywhere else. I have experienced the outdoors first hand through pristine wilderness, clear water and a night sky unblemished by light pollution. I have traveled in my own country and witnessed the incredible diversity of its people and of it’s land. I haven’t seen it all but I know it’s there. I hope it stays intact for the next generation and the one after that and the one after that . . .
Did you know that within the boundaries of Canada there are more freshwater lakes then in the rest of the world combined? If a dome were placed over Canada with nothing getting in or out, our lifestyle would not change significantly. We have it all. But we are not greedy, fortunately. As a people we are known for our kindness and for our sharing. That makes me happy. There are many good people throughout this entire world but sometimes it’s hard to believe it. But I believe. I have faith. We are all in this together and no one gets out alive.
Sorry if this post is a little melancholy but that is how I have been feeling the last few days. See, I wanted to share . . .
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2. Who are you named after? I would love to say the first romance novel ever written: “Pamela or Virtue Rewarded” written in 1740 by Samuel Richardson and several members of the Royal Family: Elizabeth and Margaret. I wasn’t. A friend of my Mother’s simply said “How about…?”
- Do you like your handwriting? I do so little of it. So,no.
4. What’s your favourite lunchmeat? Bob.
- Longest relationship? Well, me. Sometimes we don’t get along but we’re stuck with each other!
6. Do you still have your tonsils? Yes. My Mother said no one really knew what they did so she wouldn’t let the doctor remove them unless they were diseased. So, I still have them.
- Would you bungee jump? Love to! … Absolutely not! Are you crazy? … I find it helps to be a little . . .
- Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? No. I have people for that. Hee hee hee
- Favourite ice-cream? Pralines and cream.
- What’s the first thing you notice about people? Their smile. Some people smile with their entire face and some only with their mouths. I trust the former and not the latter.
- Football or baseball? Not the kinds of balls I play with.
- What colour pants are you wearing? Black. Boring, but they go with everything! (And for the UK readers: white granny pants! I value comfort and grannies have that down pat! You asked!)
- Last thing you ate? My words, in an argument I lost with my self. (Told you I was odd.)
- If you were a crayon what colour would you be? In the right boxes there is a particular shade of gold, almost an antique gold. It would make me feel regal without the nonsense that surrounds royalty.
- Favourite smell? Wet pine needles on a warm spring day when the snow is melting. (I have strong memories of just such a day!)
- Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone? JA: My painting partner. We are planning a showing of our paintings. Excited and terrified!
- Hair colour? Well . . .born a red head who is now turning blonde (naturally) with white highlights (naturally). I have that particular shade of red that doesn’t go grey. Yep, it’s true!
- Eye colour? Green with flecks of hazel. I never said I was normal!
- Favourite food to eat? Anything made by a Chef for me.
- Scary movies or happy endings? Truth be told I used to like scary movies but they are too frightening now. I like happy endings but they can be so sappy and expected. My favourite endings are the ones I did not expect. Makes me tingle all over!
- Last movie you watched? Hahaha ‘Taken’ with Liam Neeson. I can’t count how many times I’ve see it. Such a ‘hero’ movie with an expected ending but I like watching the bad guys getting beaten up. Ok so I’m a little evil.
- Favourite holiday? Right Whale watching off the east coast of Canada in the early 80s with the man who actually found them. They were thought to be extinct.
- Beer or wine? Yes please.
- Favourite day of the week? Today. Tomorrow is to be anticipated and yesterday is a memory.
- Three or (four) favourite bloggers you want to learn more about? This is hard because I am intrigued by the ones I follow. So to any of my readers: I would love to know more if you would like to share!
- Added info you didn’t know you wanted. I am 57 years old, Gemini, I read, write, paint, I have multiple sclerosis, a brother, sister, nephew and a slew of great friends. I live my life from a wheelchair, have assistance getting into and out of bed (I love Canada). I am retired from a local police department after 30 years as a civilian. My favourite colour is brown, I love chai and word puzzles. Too much?