My Father was born on April Fools Day. Our relationship was rocky. Dad wanted things his way because he was the father. I know this because he told me. I wanted things my way because I was the daughter. He knew that because I told him. We drew our lines in the sand, and we waited for the other to blink. For me it was very simple. My father was usually wrong, and I was right.
She started singing in 1931 and has never stopped in spite of being sidelined more than once. Marilyn Maye has lived through more crap than most of us will ever see. Talk about opportunities for having the blues. And yet she chooses the crow’s nest as her permanent home.
Is it possible that the women are not given equal opportunity to be seen on national television because they are, well, just women athletes? Good Gravy – could that be? Could something as blatant as public media snubbing of hundreds of college athletes be allowed to happen? And no one is commenting on it? Not even Scott Simon?
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Tulis, There is kindness in the world that often hides. Your gift is that you are able to recognize it. Thank you for sharing your musing and your kindness.
I’m always reminding myself to look a little harder.
This definitely sounds like ..
Stop and smell the roses!
And, might I give shout out for the west side that is brimming with acts of kindness!!
Thanks for Monday Musings !!
Woohoo! It worker
I need to remember that rushing is the enemy of kindness. Thanks for reminding me with your lovely musing.
It takes ages to learn that.
… LOVED this musing… and your resistance / reluctance to ultimately embrace the lesson, in that moment!!!
Sometimes the spirits just have to hit you over the head with a 2 x 4 in order for you to get the point.
I absolutely love this essay. I felt hopeful after I took the time to hear it. Time well, and wonderfully, spent.
Anytime I can lift your spirits is a good time for me.