First of all beware. They KNOW everything. And I mean everything. They do not need help or advice because they already know. Unless of course they are having a meltdown (there is a lot of drama, no movies needed here on that). The meltdown can consist of anything from There is ABSOLUTELY NO food in this house although the pantry, fridge, freezer and cabinets are full, there is no “organic yogurt”. Or it might be that she cannot find her most favorite shirt in the world so after she searches for an hour you find it in her closet. So she swears it wasn’t there FIVE minutes ago. Hmmmm. Or her boyfriend calls and he sounded “off” so she is 100% sure he is going to break up. He isn’t. he was studying for his test so he couldn’t text back for five minutes. Maybe he actually had to take the five minutes to read the 4, 350 text or snapchat things she sent as to why he seems “off”. Then a ray of hope. You hear her laughing in her room on her phone so you step in to see her smile and she looks up and scowls at the intrusion of her privacy. It goes on and on until finally mommy snaps. Takes the phone amid tears and begging, unplugs the wify and then goes outside where she is warned in “mom” voice to back off. Finally, after an hour or so, she apologizes and life is good again. For a few days at least. lol.
A complex place that I cannot even figure out. :)This is my mind. Good day/night fellow bloggers!
I look at this picture whenever I need a boost to lift me up.
I have had better days and I have worse days. Today I had anxiety about my cat. She bit me. Anxiety over all the news and then that I wrote about it. Not sorry I did because I was expressing myself. Anxiety over how to kill the wasps nest I found. Anxiety that I was doing Yoga not enough times a week. Heck. I had anxiety about having anxiety. Then I stepped outside into the warm night and looked at the stars and the moon and took some good deep breaths. I just got lost in the beauty of it all. So. Now all is good. My crazy life. Oh well. haha. Good day/night to my fellow bloggers.
We have probably all heard by now of the sad death of George Floyd. But I wanted to remember him in a different way. I cried and could not finish watching the video. I cried over wishing I could have been there. Maybe somehow I could have stopped it . (No but just things that go through my head.) I wish time could turn back and it could be different. But I read about the beauty of his life and that is what I wanted to write about. I hope people remember the good he did. The people he helped. The love he shared. The people who loved and whom he loved. His contributions to an Ugly world at times. He was truly a wonderful man. I hope everyone reads about his life and the things he did to make our world a better place. I wish he was still here and I still am crying when I think of him. But I know that as horrible as it was that that happened to him, I sure hope he is honored for the wonderful man he was and not just the victim that he sadly became. R.I.P. George.
Definition: a special right, advantage, or immunity granted or available only to a particular person or group. Let me start by saying, RARELY, do I even approach these types of subjects. But it has been busting out all over and I just wanted to give my insight. My “opinion” and that is all it is. I do not believe it is just for white people. Because I am white. I have been pulled over, given tickets for things I did not do. (Ex: I was given a ticket for not wearing a seatbelt that was obviously strapped across my chest. The officer claimed I put it on after. That was not true. My daughter having been killed in a car wreck, I was before, and after her passing, a seatbelt fanatic).
I have been pulled over for suspicious driving. (I was avoiding a pothole). The point is, I drive a Honda. I am just a normal person. But I have felt scared before when I see those lights come on. Scared they would ticket me regardless of what I said. So it is a privilege but not all white people get that.
However, that being said, some of my friends have related to me that because of their “color” (I have no other idea of how to say it), they were pointed out and after hearing what they said, I do believe they were correct in what they said. I do believe that people of all races and colors can be discriminated against. However, it is that majority in many cases.
I also believe that criminals and bad people no matter what their color, gender, occupation, or otherwise just chose to be the way they are. A bad childhood does not make you become a killer, gang member, law breaker, thief or otherwise. In my opinion, it is your choice how you decide to lead your life. Even bullies, such as child bullies should be held accountable.
I think it is time we all take accountability for what we are and try and understand those who are afflicted by any type of injustice. We need to unite as a Nation. Together. United. African American, White, Oriental, Officers, Citizens, Just ALL of us no matter WHAT or WHO we are. I hope this does not turn into a fight fest but I wanted to just say How I feel. I could go on and on but I wanted just a brief thought out there.