Monday, May 25, 2020

BE KIND!

I found this shirt in a thrift store. I liked all the colors. I liked the puzzle pieces. and I liked the words, except that I don't know if people can really be anything they want.
While many things can be learned, like how to make pancakes, don't some jobs require a certain skill set? You need to understand how numbers work together in order to be a mathematician, don't you? You need to understand colors and shapes to be an artist, right? 
There may even be some body compositions to consider in certain careers. A skinny bouncer wouldn't be taken as seriously as one with broad shoulders. A tall, beefy jockey isn't likely to win any races. In high school, I wanted to be a stewardess, but I was too tall. Fortunately, I'm not too tall to be a writer.
Neither are you!
And, good news! No one is too tall or too small to be kind.
I regret some of my past unkindesses and thoughtlessness and power trips, but I console myself by knowing I can be kind from now on.
Do you like to be kind?
Or do you like the rush of picking fights?

Monday, May 18, 2020

Like Father Like Son

It's my oldest son's birthday this week. He likes to have fun, and also sets the example for his own oldest son. 
We like to laugh.
Happy birthday, Andy.

Monday, May 11, 2020

Plates

I saw some interesting license plates, such as this one that was set on an angle. It looks like it's falling off, but it's supposed to be that way.
Why? Maybe it's a fashion statement, like those blouses that fall off one shoulder, as if they're broken.
I had to wonder what this license place meant. Did they finally get a car? Did they finally pay it off? Did they finally reach their destination?
What funny cars or license plates have you seen recently?

Monday, May 4, 2020

We Were There For You, Dad!

It was my dad's birthday yesterday! If he were still on this earth, he'd be 96. 
Dad wasn't Jewish, but one of his sons-in-law is. There is a nice Jewish tradition about putting a stone on a grave marker.
Why do they do it? 
From my research, the Jewish tradition of a pebble on a headstone symbolizes the continuing presence of love and memories, which are as strong and durable as a rock.
It also shows that family and friends have been there to visit the grave.
It's a nice tradition, so I put a pebble on the headstone.
Love you, Dad! 
Happy birthday!
Do you have any family traditions for loved ones who've passed on?

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