Grief Is Like Spaghetti

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Grief I have found is like spaghetti. There is a whole lot going on with a plate full and you don’t know which strands to start with first. What I mean by that is every strand is a different issue in your grieving whether it be the loss of a loved one or a friend. The size pile could represent how many years where you in each others lives. There is also on what terms did you leave things when they departed. How the spaghetti tastes could be how much you enjoyed your time together because delicious spaghetti is something you like to have all the time.

How big of a bite of this plate full of issues are you going to take and does it all make sense. This is what I am dealing with is how do I address all of it. One bite at a time makes the most sense but there is frustration and how do you cope with it.

The picture above is plain spaghetti it’s when you add sauce and cheese is when it could become something different indeed. I hope this all makes sense.

Keeping Your Sense Of Humor

Laughter they say is the best medicine. I need to remember this as my family cares for my dad who is sick. Humor can be a good cathartic release to help you deal with the seriousness of the moment. As time marches on and things get tougher you will need to remember to have a positive release and a good laugh can help. With that being said I will post more of what I usually write about and include some things to make you chuckle.

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It’s A Monday…

I am not sure what to write about it being Monday today. The blogging spirit is alive in me but the words aren’t flowing. Once I figure it out I will be sure to let you know.

Be kind, be good, be yourselves no matter what this Monday brings your way. While you are at it hold those closest to you closer today and every day. Tomorrow is always uncertain.

Surviving The Moment, Looking To The Next

Making it minute by minute just to survive one thing to another is the rule of the day. Whether it be your own situations or those you love and care about. Everyone is going through something today if they could just make it through tomorrow is a possibility. Struggle, suffering, life are all things we must endure at one time in our lives and we must see that play out in the lives of people who we love. The grownup thing is to face it but if you are like me hiding my head in sand to avoid the reality of the moment is what we want to do most. Courage is the call of the day. If we can just get through the night we can see tomorrow and hopefully realize the possibilities of that day.

Survive the moment so one can look to the next.

You Haven’t Written Anything Yet

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This popped up on my WordPress composer and it got me to thinking about writing something. Is writing nothing sometimes better than writing something just to write something. This very post could be described as just posting for the sake of posting. However writing is a sacred thing to many and quality of posts are better than quantity.

It is amazing what can inspire you to write about like this notification. Interesting.

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Then there is this where WordPress is encouraging its members to keep on blogging. A philosophy I can get behind.

Broadband For All, Not Just Internet

We live in a technologically broadband world where we want things to be delivered to our screens and front door as fast as possible. Going back to anything slower would not be acceptable. Technology has changed our world.

If we are using broadband and change in technology as a metaphor it makes me wonder why politically and culturally so many people want to go back to the dark ages. No one I know is pining for the good old days of dial-up Internet where it took forever to get online and we had to wait so long for things to appear on our screens.

Lately there has been the call of going back to a time where some feel like the world was at its best makes me wonder. Can you imagine people not having access to a broadband world let alone a world of opportunities they were not able to enjoy. Doesn’t it make sense to move forward and to give everyone the broadest opportunities in life where information as well as free and open existence is something they can count on.

Those who seek to narrow the bandwidth of life sound selfish to me. To throttle the speed of change isn’t a very just thing to do. A fast pipe is not too much to ask for people who seem to be told that 56K dial-up is all they should ever hope to get. Let’s just hope some people aren’t going to be taken back to the time before technology revolutionized everything. I hope that no one would have to be relegated to places where they aren’t even let in a library or a school or even places where people are making decisions that impact their lives.

Won’t You Be My Neighbor

Fred Rogers who was known as Mr. Rogers sang to children of all ages “Won’t You Be My Neighbor” for years on his show Mr. Rogers Neighborhood. It’s a classic reminder of a call to friendship.

Who are our neighbors? Well everyone you meet. It’s more than the people who live around where you live. It’s important we understand that because it makes the world our neighborhood.

In my faith loving your neighbor as yourself is a serious thing. Offering people grace and kindness can be a tall order because there are some folks you like and a few you don’t like so offering them both love can be a challenge. We can be exhausted in being nice but it’s worth it.

My friends you are my neighbor just for visiting my blog. Liking my posts and commenting on them are a plus. For me, treating you all with kindness and being nice is something i’m hard wired to do. It’s also an extension of my extending grace to everyone. I do believe there are some who needs more grace and kindness because their lives have been tough.

Thank you for being my neighbor.