If you are indignant about people kneeling is silent protest but not about the inequalities in this country, ask yourself why.
As a kid I remember being taunted with “dirty Jew” and other phrases. But I have a choice, I’m white, no one needs to know I’m a minority. Though to be honest, I “look like a Jew” with kinky hair and olive skin. People with skin other than beige have no choice. We shouldn’t have to try and hide our heritage.
Everyone pontificating about the sanctity of the national anthem should stop for a moment and think about worrying about your child every time they left the house just because they are a minority.
Just think about it,
And then get off your soap box so you can help fix this damned mess
It seems to be in short supply these days.
That’s too bad. There is not a single one of us that can’t use more.
For us and
Less righteousness, more tolerance would make everyone’s life a little nicer.
Do your part for global mental hygiene
1000 have died in floods this summer in India, Pakistan, Nepal and Bangladesh.
Who knows how Houston will recover, I mean the poor not the rich. Who gives a crap what ethnicity is helping what ethnicity there?
Wild fires are searing Canada and the western United States. Our sun is apocalyptic orange due to the smoke.
It is the responsibility of everyone to stop being part of the problem. At least stop using devisive words. Remove “Snowflake” and “Trumper” from your vocabulary.
If we all put as much effort into helping instead of hating, life would get a lot better for a whole lot of people.
Reinvest your energy.
My husband died of a brain tumor 19 years ago. This was one of his favorite sayings.
When I feel as though I’m in a slog-fest with bits, pieces or the entire world I remember this…. and him
Look at the statistics.
I mean really look at the faces behind the statistics.
Children go hungry,
It haunts me
It’s so easy to lose hope with all that is happening right now.
To feel abandoned and alone.
And then you discover a kindred soul also in search of hope.
With hope we will survive
When the going gets tough
The tough get going.
As many would tell you, it’s not my most endearing quality.
Unless you need me in your corner
If artists only showed their best art.
If singers only performed when their voices were sublime.
If pianists only went on stage when they had perfected their craft.
Sing, dance, make imperfect art.
We can all create beauty.
For ourselves and everyone who lost their way
For the past fourteen years I have had a rare blood disorder.
Sometimes it is in remission and life sails along. Sometimes it’s an annoyance and sometimes it’s dangerous.
Recently I had to step away from visiting my favorite place on earth, Lake Tahoe, because my health was too precarious.
Logical choice though a bit heart breaking.
These are the moments when you get to choose to fight or surrender and sometimes surrendering means you get to fight another day.
Eat desert first