How are you changing the world? How are you making the world a better place?
There is so much sadness in the world, so many bad things happening to good people. At times it seems like humanity is out of control. I think we all need to have a common ground to stand on and show that no matter who you are, where you come from, where you plan on going, it doesn’t have to be thrown at people nor kept from people. We all just need to let people be who they are and who they want to be. This is what I try to instill in people I know and meet, the little way I might be changing the world.
I comment on many posts that I see and I guess there are a few different reasons.
I like to acknowledge those people who I feel I have formed a relationship with through blogging. I like to know that people are looking at what I post and I want others to know that I am interested in what they post.
I comment on really good writing. I don’t tell everyone that their writing is really good if I don’t really think it is. That is NOT to say that if I don’t say its good then I don’t think its good…I cannot read every post that comes my way as I do have obligations in my life and cannot sit on my computer all day.
I comment on things that I relate to. I have found that with my grief, for example, it feels better to know that there is either someone that knows what it feels like or that there is someone who might actually give a shit that I am feeling sad. The same goes with the funny stuff or the good things that happen in my life.
I will not comment on a post that uses especially vulgar language or who writes out-right offensive material. This is not a place to put people down or make people feel bad. It is not a place to bully other people. I have had the unfortunate experience of having someone “yell” at me because I commented “wrong” on their post. There was one post a long time ago that was a story written for a prompt. It was a lot of dialogue but every word in the back-and-forth conversation was a swear (f this, f that). I get it. I have used these words before, but it went over the top. It went to the point that I didn’t like the characters because of the way they spoke.
I comment on the posts that I believe someone put a lot of effort in. Sometimes the writing may not be to my liking but I can tell that it is good writing.
It is so hard to think of memories of my dad when I think of who he was and who he is now. He was a businessman who owned an Insurance Company and Real Estate Broker. He loved gardening the most. As a kid whenever something needed to be done, he didn’t call anyone, he did it himself. He built our decks, put up our swimming pool, built playhouses in the woods…One thing I remember is when I used to go in on Saturday mornings with my father, to his office, to help do the filing and cleaning. We would leave by 7:30 or so and I was always so hung over! Every week we stopped at the diner for breakfast. Some weeks it was a dry bagel or blueberry muffin, but I always tried to gag something down! 😂
Today may be one of the memories I come to cherish the most. Today, David and I brought donuts to the memory care unit to celebrate Father’s Day. We talked a lot and with questions came tears and memories that he still has. My mom, my son, my late husband, his late “wife”, where he is going to be buried… But in the end we had plenty of smiles.
Sadje is our hostess for the Sunday Poser question This week her question is:
How quick are you in admitting your mistakes?
I will definitely admit to my mistakes as soon as I make them. I have found myself wanting to think up ways to justify the mistake or make it lesser than maybe it is, but in the end just saying “I made a mistake” is so much easier than coming up with some story to enrich it.
A perfect example is the other night. I was cleaning the pool and because there is a small leak somewhere, we constantly have to fill it a little. After skimming the junk off the top I turned off the water and went inside. I thought I turned off the water. About an hour later I was in the bathroom washing my small paint brush and I heard what sounded like the hose running. Yup, you guessed it! I must have turned it on higher instead of off because the pool was almost overflowing! Woops.
Now, that isn’t a perfect example as it didn’t really affect anyone or anything like that but it is so much easier to say “I almost overflowed the pool because I didn’t turn the water off correctly” than to go on about how I thought it was off but maybe it wasn’t, I didn’t hear the water running, I never make mistakes like that…etc.
Additionally, I would rather say that I made a mistake than for someone to “figure out” it was me! That seems too sketchy and I hate liars….just saying.
I have found that sometimes no words are needed when someone sends you a funny text….just give it a laughing emoji. Obviously, if someone is sharing a joke they found it funny too, but there doesn’t have to be a discussion about it. Emojis are good for those dreadfully sad messages…my dog died yesterday (Only an example!)...A sad emoji works best. I mean how many times can one person hear that someone is sorry to hear that they lost their best pal. Any dog owner knows how bad that sucks and it doesn’t need words. It just needs the acknowledgement that “hey, I get it and I know this is the worst time for you”. Finally, I think the emoji is a good way to show someone that you think they did a great job at something because they did it, even if you don’t necessarily think it’s as good as they do. I know that I don’t want someone reading one of my poems and saying, “you know, I think it’s great that you joined the challenge but your poem wasn’t really that good so I don’t want to say great poem, because that would be an outright lie…” Just give me a thumbs up so I know someone read it. I’m not out to publish everything I write so I don’t expect a critique with every post. Just saying………
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Probably not as much as I should be. On New Years Day my wallet was stolen. I immediately called all the credit cards and all that. I know I had some other info in there but I think it would be useless to the local wallet-thief. I’m hoping it is all in the garbage dump, even though I wish it had just been mailed back to me or something…bygones.
Online I try to keep my passwords “tricky”. I mean most of them are things that unless you were in my brain there is really no way for you to figure it out. Any social media is a risk in and of itself so I’m bad there too. I sell on Etsy so a lot of my information is public.
Overall, I try to do what I can. I’m not a fanatic nor do I give information easily…that is what I like to hope.
Sadje hosts the Sunday Poser. You can find it here
What are your thoughts about Valentine’s Day?
I remember as a kid loving to write everyone’s names on the valentines for school and then taking all mine home to read them. They were all the same, I think it was just to see “how many people liked me” or something. I mean the kids were supposed to give one to every classmate. Sort of pointless.
When my kids were little they weren’t too excited about them but made a fuss about buying the ones that had candy with them. I remember always being a little cheap about it but I think they were happy.
As an adult I always liked to hear “Happy Valentine’s Day” but always felt bad that Bob, my late husband, would want to spend three times the amount on a bunch of roses just because it was the “right thing to do”. I mean he meant well, I know that, but I always felt a little guilty because the price was only high for that one day.
Last year, David proposed the day before Valentine’s Day so we went shopping for wedding rings on Valentine’s Day. Spending the day together is enough for me.
I bought my dad a bunch of stuff for Valentine’s Day…I made a bucket with all these tinsley things, for his apartment. I also gave him a rose that lights up. The rose he put on his walker. He is like a little kid now so I know he loves getting the heart embellished stuff.
I used to buy my kids a gift, I don’t remember if I did every year or not and when I stopped or whatever…The day is really just a commercialized holiday like Halloween. I am thankful if I get something but certainly don’t expect it and don’t want anyone to spend extra just because there is a heart on it.
Welcome back to another Sunday Poser. Sadje is our host of this thought provoking challenge.
What are your views about the advertisements constantly shown on tv or splashed across the websites we visit, including Facebook, etc?
I must say that I am a marketers dream come true. Although I know that half the stuff I see is only half true I fall for so much of it. The one thing I do though is check pricing on things I might buy. By the time I am done checking various sites for different prices I realize that it is a waste of money and move on by. I also like the “As Seen on TV” stuff, which usually turns out to be crap. A few things have been awesome like The Original Vidalia Chop Wizard. Seriously, this is one of the best kitchen gadgets I have ever had and I used to sell Pampered Chef!
What are some of the things that people do that make you feel uncomfortable?
I think one of the biggest things is fight in public. I don’t mean fist fight, I mean full out arguing. Everyone is going to disagree in their lives but screaming back and forth is not something that is going to help. I especially dislike, almost hate, when parents yell at their kids to “be quiet” in a store. First of all, you are yelling which is not quiet and there are other ways to quiet kids down. Working with behavioral issues I have found that whispering to kids is one of the best ways to get them to lower their voices. They want to hear what grown-ups have to say and if they are screaming and you are whispering they have to stop to hear you. I also think that sometimes a grown-up just needs to listen one time to what the kid is saying and put an end to whatever is being yelled about. For example, I have heard kids screaming, crying, yelling, whatever, that they want something. The parent ignores the behavior thinking it will help it to stop. Well, the intensity is going to grow until the child feels like he/she is being heard and it is acknowledged. I think that is normal behavior. If they continue and it becomes a true behavior, do the old trick and walk out of the store without buying a thing; that almost always works!
Well, the best answer would be to complete my blogging schedule on the days they are scheduled for! Hahaha! A day late is better than never…..
It’s not so much that I forget the same thing on a regular basis but what I do forget is to write myself notes because I always forget to remind myself of stuff. For example, I have crazy weird dreams sometimes. I have been meaning to put a notepad by the bed so that I can write down the names of the people I dream about. I mean the other night I had a dream about one of my close friends and her mother. I don’t even remember thinking about her per say recently. But often people from my past pop into my dreams and I am surprised that they were part of my dream. I just thought it would be neat to keep track of the people over a longer length of time. Strange, I know but….