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Animals, I like animals…

“Tread lightly in the lives of others for you don’t know what pain is in their heart.” – I wish I could remember the actual quote but that’s the gist of it. As I glanced down at my phone to see who had sent the text I heard come in, I tried to adjust my course to avoid a couple carrying two small children across my path. Instead we both veered and ended up doing the two step. Instead of smirking like I did, the response was a hostile “watch where you’re going!” as they continued to the store. After a couple of kinda rough days, this really didn’t sit well with me. What if the text I was looking at was about something bad? What if they had said that to someone in a fragile emotional state? What if it was the last straw that broke them? We can’t know what’s going on in the lives of strangers. We rarely know what’s really going on in the lives of those we’re close to. Would it have killed them to show a little understanding and patience? So much for today being a day of love.

And this is why I like animals.

Oh. What was my response to this?? Well after a snarky retort of “sorry, did you have to take an extra step?” I finished my grocery shopping then went to Tim Horton’s and paid for the order for the person behind me in the drive through.


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Oh Captain! My Captain!

LOS ANGELES - JUL 29:  Robin Williams arrives at the 2013 CBS TCToday the world is mourning the loss of an artistic legend. The breadth of Robin Williams’ talent spanned the same distance that his career breaking character Mork travelled way back in 1978 when it first aired. Throughout the years he’s made us laugh and cry while fighting a courageous and difficult battle of his own unbeknownst to all those who watched. His mental illness was left “unsaid,” as it does with many, many people. Myself, I hadn’t heard he was battling depression but deep down, I wasn’t surprised. So often, those who shine so bright are hiding a dark shadow within. I can’t say that I don’t understand what he was going through. Those dark times sometimes threaten to completely consume you. Sometimes, there’s an external flicker of light that eases the pain and loneliness for a while and can offer hope that things will get better, but it’s not something that you can just get over. It takes time, support, patience, love….

 

“The loneliest people are the kindest.
The saddest people smile the brightest.
All because they do not wish to see
anyone suffer the way they do.”

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Bad Karma

Poutine makes everything better.I should have stayed in bed. I, literally should have never left it. Those days when bad mojo hovers thick like air in Hamilton on a hot, humid summer day, should automatically, be considered sick days. There’s been nothing big, (well, fixing the hot water heater might be financially big, who knows) just a series of little crappy things…little losses. It makes my little brain and little heart hurt.

Maybe you’ve seen it too….but I was tagged in a challenge on Facebook to come up with 3 positive things every day for 5 days. Today’s happy thoughts were simple though…poutine topped the list as well as not being maimed or killed whilst drowning in this vat of bad karma. The benefit of this challenge has been how it can change how I look at things, at least for a while.

Ok, it’s not so bad really, just frustrating. My woes are minuscule compared to what others are dealing with today…one friend just lost their mother and another is dealing with a broken tibia that may need surgery. Now a broken water heater, smacking my head on a cupboard door and taking a baseball to the shoulder and a glove to the face is nothing! Still doesn’t mean I don’t want to kick Karma’s a$$!


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But I like monkeys….

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I keep seeing this quote popping up on the net, “Every time you feel yourself being pulled into other people’s drama, repeat these words…..NOT MY CIRCUS, NOT MY MONKEYS.”  Not so much keen on the drama, but yes, monkeys are quite cool. My volleyball team is even made of monkeys…

Wait!

Does that mean I have monkeys? 

Anyway, I am still feeling a little lost, which is why this site has fallen silent. Life has been full of stories of illness, murder, robbery, identity theft, abduction, animal cruelty…just so many reasons why a moat filled with hungry crocks would be a fantastic gardening option for my home. It’s just hard to think that my buying a stranger a cuppa joe can make a difference.

But maybe it’s not about changing the world.

Maybe it’s about changing yourself. It’s been so easy to withdraw into the safety of eremitism. After all, it’s much easier to handle loss (of any kind) when you have no one to lose right? It’s also made me lose my sense of fun.

So enough of that! I’m not letting the “bastards get me down,” as a former coworker used to say all the time. Starting yesterday, I RAK’d the lady behind me in the Tim Horton’s drive through. It’s a start right?


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Seconds, Minutes, Hours

The Passage of Time

The Passage of Time (Photo credit: ToniVC)

Listening to the rain fall on the window while the wind blows through the trees, my mind is whirring with thoughts as I try to will myself to sleep. It’s not working. On my way home tonight, as I was slowing to turn down my road, a large deer stepped out in front of me. The large majestic animal surveyed my approach he decided he should continue on his way and loped into the darkness. As quickly as he appeared, he was gone. A fleeting moment in time.

It’s all so fleeting really. Life, that is. We’ve divided up our lives into units of time.  Seconds, minutes, hours, days, years…..all to categorize and organize our existence. Yet it still passes all the same. Every unique experience gone in a single breath never to return. In a sense – dead, living on only in our memories.  Just like those we’ve loved and lost. As is, I learned today, the father of a family of good friends. His passing reminds me my losses as well and my heart goes out to them. Having just heard stories of this man’s life and now in his passing, I find myself thinking that he would have been an interesting man to have known better.

We never have enough time.


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Gobble, gobble, gobble….

Thanksgiving at the Trolls

Thanksgiving at the Trolls (Photo credit: martha_chapa95)

As a tried and true Canuck, I’m celebrating Thanksgiving this weekend. This means getting together with family and friends and way, WAY too much food. Friday I had the great fortune to get together with a dear friend whom I met during my sentence in our post secondary institution – err, I mean, my time in high school. While visiting with her parents for the holiday they were kind enough to open their doors to little ol’ me too. It was loads of fun sitting and chatting with them all.
Yesterday I believe I resurfaced from my food-induced coma around 7 p.m. following a typically, large holiday lunch. No one should ever go hungry when eating with this family. If they do, it’s their own fault. What started out as a meal for three, turned into dinner for 8. So the menu grew too. Today is catch-up day. Painting, and more painting, but some time for a little fun too. It would have been mom and dad’s 46th anniversary today. Holidays are always a little bitter-sweet now that mom’s gone. She had some big shoes to fill when it came to holiday meals. So while it’s nice to have family and friends around, there’s still a little something missing for us. I saw that on my dad’s face at times yesterday too. But we carry on…as she’d have wanted, no, insisted.


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Is that a Moose on your head?

English: Moose, Superior National Forest, Minn...

English: Moose, Superior National Forest, Minnesota, USA (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Yes. A moose. Don’t be fooled the next time you decide to arrange a birthday surprise for your bestest and the waitress says they’ll just sing their birthday song. No, no. There is more! I think I was more surprised when the moose helmet came out with the singing staff and ice cream. Fortunately, the birthday girl was a good sport and donned the giant rack, risking her pride and a mutiny by whatever critters that resided in that hat. This woman is one of the kindest and strongest women I know. I think it’s also part of the reason we’ve been friends for well over half our lives. Despite everything going on in her life, she hasn’t let it change her fun and loving spirit. Spending time with her for her birthday was a definite highlight.