Category Archives: kindness
How Much
When I was a kid, I used to play this game when I watched TV. Sometimes I played with my sisters, but mostly I just played it alone. The game was: How Much. How Much was played during commercials. Bad commercials. Example: A commercial with a woman with huge armpit stains. She gets in an …
Remembering A Friend
About a year ago, I wrote about kindness and friendship, and how I helped but ultimately failed a dear friend. I discovered yesterday that at the time I wrote that essay, my friend had already been dead for two years. Someone I loved – someone who had helped me and hurt me and I had …
Not So Scary
I went to Zumba this week – how I love to dance away a few calories – although I probably need to Zumba about fifteen hours a day for the next month to make an impact on Christmas cookies. The class is conducted as a separate entity inside a very nice and busy workout gym. …
Sweet Girls
Last year on this date, I wrote about a little girl who made me feel a little better about myself at a time I was hurt and vulnerable. (A Lesson In Shame) So today, I thought it would be appropriate to write about another childhood friend. When I was fifteen, my family moved across town. …
Losing My Temper
I don’t handle criticism well. I can pretend to shrug it off, but truthfully, it’s hard. It’s hard to have someone say you’re wrong. It’s harder for someone to say you’re dumb. And it is downright scary for someone to say vicious, even threatening, things about you. Two years ago, I tweeted often about my …
You Are Already There
The other day, I saw this little weed growing up through the patio stones. I posted this photo on Facebook with the caption: This little weed dreams of growing up to be a palm tree. But the more I thought about it – and the more I looked at the perfect shadow that …
Interfere
I dispense a lot of advice on this blog. Clothing advice, dog-raising advice, aging advice, housekeeping advice – and most often – happiness advice. But it’s a lot harder to give advice in real life than it is to write about all my incredible (incredibly small, that is) wisdom. I really do believe my advice …
Born That Way
Yesterday, I went out on my patio to enjoy the sunshine that had finally appeared after a few days of rain. I noticed that on the patio stones were six little worms. I am no biologist, but I pride myself on being an expert anthropomorphologist, so I figured the worms were doing the same thing …
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In The Face Of Unkindness
Nancy ♦ February 27, 2019 ♦ 23 Comments
Every day on Twitter, my dog Theo posts a tidbit of advice for a happier life. I will admit that I help him because he doesn’t type or spell well. But Theo also helps me because he definitely provides me with a happier life every day. Someone asked me recently how I (or Theo) come …
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