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The Dawdler 3/9/23 Don’t Mess with History

On By Susan St.PierreIn In my humble opinion...26 Comments

Rory has asked more questions.



Have you ever watched a long-running televised series from start to finish, and once you have reached the end, you wanted to watch it again or is once enough for you and time for a new long-running series?

No. There were many that I enjoyed but my time and interests have always been fluid. As I dislike schedules, to interrupt life to sit in front of a TV at a specific night and time, wasn’t a high priority for me. Once shows went into syndication, it was a delight to happen upon episodes that were new to me, though.



Do you think traditions are essential to society – if so, why and if not, why not?

Absolutely and unequivocally, “Yes”. Traditions are the glue that binds a society and country. That alone is a sound reason for limited and merit-based immigration practices. To dilute traditions, endangers the whole of a society. IMHO… Immigrants must show an interest in assimilation or be denied.
For anyone gasping over this, assimilation doesn’t mean erasing any immigrant’s cultural or religious customs (In the case of the U.S.-unless they are directly ‘at odds’ with our Constitution).
Assimilation means there’s an importance for the immigrant to learn the primary language, respect that country’s laws and customs, and to raise their children to participate in the country’s traditions. [Otherwise, they are no more than tourists.]
I know of no country that allows for as many exceptions to their own traditions (even to the point of allowing the villainization of basic principles and historical records) more than the U.S. It will be our undoing and those who encourage those exceptions, are either ignorant of the lessons of history or maliciously promoting that division.



What would be easier to throw away deep love or deeply lined rich pockets – flipside – can money buy love?

There are many, many, kinds of love. Romantic love seems the most fragile, IMHO.
As for money ‘buying’ love, there are also many ways people define “love”. (IMHO… sadly a great many have never known ‘love’.) I assume some people think that it can be bought but it’s not me.

To me personally, money means very little, but for others, money is their security, status, power, and motivation for living. Those people are actually the most impoverished among us.

As for those ‘kinds’ of love, I would never suggest to anyone, who values their health, to test the depth of the bond of (most) fathers and mothers with their children or grandchildren. You won’t enjoy the outcome.


https://earthlycomforts.uk/2023/03/09/a-wild-aloha-to-you-25/



Sunday Poser #119- Who you are.

On By Susan St.PierreIn In my humble opinion...19 Comments

Sadje’s question for today:

Valentine’s Day is not something I care about. Love is a 24/7 emotion.

It’s little things that someone does for others never anything that you buy.
It’s showing your loved ones they can be sure you’re available to help or comfort them any time of any day.
It’s going without in order to give support.
It’s being present for your family and friends.
It’s thinking there’s no greater reward than seeing your loved one happy and safe.
It’s forgiveness.

Most of all, it is doing all those things for others because you’ve taken the time to know “Who they are.” not by trying to make them into someone that you wish them to be.


https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2023/02/12/sunday-poser-119/

EZ-PZ Writes #35-Adopted; Now Loved

On By Susan St.PierreIn Words 'n' such Poetry9 Comments

Musette

The Musette, created by Emily Romano is a poem that consists of three verses of three lines each. The first lines have two syllables; the second lines have four syllables, and the third lines have two syllables. The rhyme scheme is a/b/a for the first verse; c/d/c for the second verse, and e/f/e for the third verse. The title should reflect the poem’s content.

three verses

first line – 2 syllables

second line – 4 syllables

third line – 2 syllables

rhyme scheme – a/b/a c/d/c e/f/e

title reflects poems content

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Adopted; Now Loved

Pure heart
In warm soft fur
Tough start

Deep eyes
My dog, my friend,
Most wise

You’re here
Stay awhile
Life’s dear


This form was tricky. It’s about our dear Norah who was relinquished to a shelter in Arkansas while expecting puppies in 2019. (She was severely underfed because even bursting with pups she weighed almost 20 pounds less than she does now! Our vet says she is a good weight currently.) She gave birth to 9 pups, and they were happily adopted. Norah waited for six months to find a home. When I saw her, I fell for her soulful eyes. After hearing her story, I wanted her. I’d lost my best pal Ollie 3 weeks before and we honored his memory by giving her a forever home. I named her Norah which means ‘honor’. She was shipped from Arkansas by trailer truck to Vermont where we picked her up. This will be her 4th Christmas with us. ❤





SoCS 11-12-22- Pursuit of Excellence

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Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “starts with or contains ‘cel.’” Find a word that begins with or contains “cel” and use it in your post any way you’d like. Have fun!

“Excellent!”
Have you ever watched a child’s face light up when you say that? That reaction is also an excellent outcome. It’s heartwarming!

That word is not synonymous with perfect, though. Perfect doesn’t actually exist in our everyday lives. It’s a unicorn; great to imagine but impossible to own. But “excellent” does absolutely exist.

Excellent is a worthy goal and looks different in every situation. Doing your best is excellent. Making even a tiny improvement is excellent. It seems that excellent can be a direction to move toward as often as an outcome. But excellent things rarely “pop” out of nowhere. They’re pursued. And in order to appreciate any “excellent” event we need to also know being disheartened and disappointed. Everything is relative.

I personally dislike complaining. And it just occurred to me that people who complain a lot may have unrealistic expectations of achieving excellence. Do we feed that attitude in kids? Are we so eager to see their glowing faces that we dish out the “that’s excellent!” praise too often? I can’t help thinking that we’re giving a terrible burden to kids when we do that. People who complain about everything are visibly miserable and while they are complaining, “hope” is nowhere to be found. Besides Love, Hope is an essential part of life. It gives you courage to “try again” and to persevere. Without it, ‘giving up’ is almost a sure thing.

That brings me to something I have pondered for a while. My parents’ and grandparents’ generations experienced The Great Depression and two World Wars. I was fortunate to know my grandparents and listened to their tales about ‘difficult times’. Why weren’t drug abuse, suicide, frantic outrage, and ‘safe spaces’ big deals then? Do modern day kids think struggling is something new? I think so. In fact, I don’t think modern day kids even recognize what ‘struggling’-real human despair- is.

Here’s a recommended topic of discussion with your kids and grandkids. As all things are relative, ask them to put down their $200.00 devices and chew on this:

“While rates of extreme poverty have declined substantially, falling from 36 percent in 1990, the report’s expanded examination of the nature of poverty demonstrates the magnitude of the challenge in eradicating it. Over 1.9 billion people, or 26.2 percent of the world’s population, were living on less than $3.20 per day in 2015. Close to 46 percent of the world’s population was living on less than $5.50 a day. “


And once you get their attention, watching this video together might give them an idea how to help out their fellow man. Wouldn’t that be excellent?!



Happy Saturday! I hope we all can inspire our kids to seek excellence!


https://lindaghill.com/2022/11/11/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-nov-12-2022/

Sunday Poser #99- 9/25/22

On By Susan St.PierreIn In my humble opinion..., Writing Prompts3 Comments

I compare myself to no one. Each day I count my blessings and set my sights on being a better version of myself.
There’s always room for improvement, IMHO.
I struggle, though, with trying to remain tolerant of others while feeling the need to ‘speak up’ in the face of evil and wrongdoing. The phrase “In order for evil to flourish it requires good men to do nothing.” looms large in my heart.
On a personal level, I try to be kind, forgiving, and tolerant and I save my ‘speaking out’ for topics, ideologies, and policies. I can ‘love’ individual people but in no way feel that I have any requirement to approve of their actions or philosophies.
I can be influenced by well-reasoned arguments, but I can never be bought, shamed or intimidated into doing (or believing in) anything I feel is unethical or immoral. Ultimately this makes me sometimes sound opinionated and/or intolerant of those who believe ‘making waves’ is ‘hate’ and uniform compliance is ‘kindness’.
With all due respect, I don’t allow the opinions of others to define me or threaten me, because I never lose sight of my faithfulness to God and being able to live with myself.
As far as forgiving myself, here’s a song I taught my day care kids many years ago. I still live by it. Enjoy!




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