There will always be people who will tell you what to be and who to be like.
Listen politely to their advice then decide for yourself what and who you will be.
You will make mistakes but you will also do things right.
Just because there are fences doesn’t mean you have to stay behind them.
Be courageous and adventurous.
It’s your journey, listen to your heart and travel your path.
You are who you are. Make no excuses for this fact. Celebrate being you.
Be someone who is bold and brave living your own beautiful life.
Yesterday and today were pleasant days of errands. Some errand days are not especially pleasant but this week they were. I didn’t do anything different just the usual weekly stuff. Went to the drug store and grocery. bank and the library.
I did get my flu shot at the drug store which is not a weekly thing. Besides being protected from getting sick the shot was free and I got a $5.00 coupon to use. Getting something for free and a coupon too, what’s not to like? Nothing special at the grocery except the line for my, and apparently everyone else’s favorite cashier, was short so I was in and out in no time.
The bank was interesting. It is a small neighborhood branch that now looks like a major hub of banking commerce because they have installed cages. That’s what they look like, big clear glass-like cages keeping the tellers safe from the baddies, I guess. It is sad that it seems necessary to need such things. It feels less safe. Like at any moment something awful will happen and my nice quiet bank will be on the national news.
The library was as always a good place to be. My neighborhood branch is closed for renovations so I now go to the Main Library downtown. Less convenient. Too far to walk so I take the bus which is okay. While I was on the bus I was watching people get on and off and listening to some conversations. I find my fellow riders interesting and often a bit strange. Today on my ride to and from the library I wondered what the others on the bus think of me. I would sort of like to take a survey. Maybe it is better if I don’t.
The last couple of days were quite ordinary but I did notice that almost everyone had a smile and a hello for me. Are folks getting nicer or am I more aware of those around me? I wonder if this is part of getting old(er)? What do you think?
Well, that’s it for this Tuesday Chat at the Cafe.
Hope your couple of days have been as good as mine.
If someone were visiting my area, I would recommend a visit to the award-winning zoo and gardens, downtown because of the architecture and the city revival that is happening, the State House and grounds for the history and beauty.
2. My favorite room in my home is the living room because it is comfortable and opens to the balcony and a great view of the city.
Back-to-school time makes me think of how happy I am that I learned to read and how happy I am that I don’t have to go to school anymore.
My favourite year of school was first grade because I didn’t know then that there were years and years ahead of me of getting up early and being forced to go someplace every day whether I wanted to or not.
I am not sure we become what we think about but I do believe how we process what we think about is important. A police officer who sees much of the ugliness of the world must also see the goodness of the world or lose sight of reality. Same with a doctor or hospice worker, if they see only the death around them they will lose sight of the life around them. It’s the same for everyone working or not, rich or poor, brilliant or ordinary, with families or alone. How we think about the world and our part in it makes a difference and not just for us but also for those around us.
In our day to day life we see and think about good and bad, beautiful and ugly, joys and despair. How we process those things and what we choose to hold on to determines who we become. Life is not easy and is often hard and unfair but how we let these things affect us determines the person we are now and who we will be in the future. We must be wise with our thoughts.
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