Replacing the much lamented 'On My Mind' profile option, this thread is for musings, jottings, whimsies, preoccupations and the rest of the thesaurus for anyone to jot down anything they please.
I can't remember what the maximum character count was before, can anyone else? But anyway it wasn't very many so let's keep to that.
Could not watch that show. So sad, a real life horror show. 😟😤😡
My flannel sheets are fresh and clean last night. Cozy.
Sleep well, strong lady.
It's a scam preying on people's fears of scams. What a crazy world.
OB - it's an emotional time for you and yours. Glad your mum has a nice room and good food. Don't overdo the cleaning out.
I was in the grocery store and a senior lady in an electric cart, was being helped by a middle aged man, he was holding a basket so she could pick out individual green beans. I was waiting to get green beans and she was blocking the access, which was fine, I only mention it because I heard the following interaction between them while I waited.
He asked her what she was making with the green beans and she snarkily answered that she was making green beans. He said he was asking because he thought she might be making a casserole or something for Thanksgiving dinner. She then, still very snarky replies that she isn't having Thanksgiving, she is all alone and nobody invited her, so she wasn't celebrating. She was obviously very bitter and kept biting this nice man as he tried to create conversation while she picked one green bean at a time.
So he asks her if she has any family, because he was alone with his mom and that his sibs were in rockport. Well, she instantly says that's where her family is and they start having a pretty nice talk. Then he asks her if she can mobilize in and out of a car. She says she can, so he invites her to come be with him and his mom. He will pick her up and take her home. Telling her his mom would love to have someone to hang out and play cards with and he would be willing to give her free transportation. They exchange numbers and I was so happy for her.
But, she starts being really negative that she doesn't know how to play cards and I spoke up saying how awesome it will be to learn something new while making a new friend. Well, she was just determined to be miserable about it.
This made me think of this poster. Because this woman was bemoaning being alone and bemoaning a true effort and invitation to change that. I realized that some people choose to be so miserable that nobody can get near them. This guy was really diligent in his efforts to be kind and helpful and offer a chance at friendship. I thought he worked at the store, he was a patron that willingly held that basket for at least 5 minutes, invited her for Thanksgiving and offered her a ride to and from and encouraged her to hang out with his mom and she didn't see any of that, what she chose to focus on was the negative. What she couldn't do, not that she might have a nice time or how awesome it was that someone, a complete stranger, offered her something lovely.
It just made me wonder how many, my mom is one, that declare abuse, neglect and whatever other negative thing to anyone that will listen and miss seeing the love being offered.
I think those that are alone and it is everyone else's doing, should take a good long look at themselves.
There are many people in this world trying to make real connections, we just have to be willing to look past ourselves.
That's what's been on my mind.
Your mom was a wise woman to know that nobody's wants to hear about what ails you. Especially if that's all that they hear.
Finding the positive in any situation helps me cope with life and I always feel for those that can't see what a blessing they are being given.
It really makes me wonder how many are alone because they suck your life force with their negative, nasty attitudes. May God open their hearts.
OB - sounds like you are making good progress. Sitting here looking at the snow and not even being able to imagine beach, sun and sand. ⛱ It's been a long time...
EB - Hey I am still in nightie and dressing gown and it's a normal Friday. There are no pajama police or nighty nazis around here! It's comforting to take it easy!
However, I always look to help the other person before I help myself. At Thanksgiving dinner yesterday where 30 of us gathered and after learning of an unpleasant dx of my DD MIL's, I made sure to help her get plates of food. But we are only 8 months difference in age.
I am sorry about your DDs MIL. I am sure that she appreciated your help and you gave her something to be grateful for, because it is the small gestures of love and care that make us feel special.
God bless you for giving!