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Dec 29, 2012 09:49AM
That's good ;) Sudden 'byes' aren't the best. That I do know.
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Through the beauty of social media, I am in contact with two more people from my childhood. I am the same age as one and probably five years older than the other. The younger one had a sister who was the same age as my younger sister so we played a lot together.I think I was in 6th and 7th grade when we would sometimes play with my baby doll. It was the prettiest doll that I ever had with blonde hair that didn't stick up like one of my other dolls. I think her eyes may have closed when I laid her flat. I had regressed in 5th grade and asked for a baby doll as I was starting to get other dolls as gifts. I felt sorry for the doll as I put her down on the massive cheeseburger made by aunt that I used for her bed as I knew her days to played with were numbered. While I was not the most imaginative child, I did care about the feelings of my stuffed animals and certain dolls. I don't think I thought they were real like alive. Yet, I felt in a sense the doll would be starved of affection. I think I also had a bottle that was just air but without it she would probably starve too. With my younger friend, the days of the baby doll were prolonged. When I was grown, I brought the doll to add to the toys of the children I taught in Sunday School who were preschool age. Someone must have put it in the box for the younger children not knowing it was on loan and was my personal possession. I was too shy to ask for it back. I realize now that it prolonged the dolls playing years even more. Pretty doll that she was.
As I said before, I do not knowingly accept invites from minors. Sometimes I am not able to see a bio until after so I have accepted people who are minors. However, I will not reply to any messages if they are sent. I am big believer that minors should NEVER exchange private messages with adults that their families do not know and they meet online. They should never give identifying information online either. I have at times wanted to start a forum where adults interact with minors but it would not be possible to send private messages. However, I am not computer savvy enough to do so. If I ever had my dream opportunity of having a youth group, I would always make sure there are multiple adults with the youth and always in public places. It be part of American culture to have these safeguards. Of course, I trust myself. But I must practice what I preach.Well, I don't see myself as a traditional mentor. It's not like I am a famous person or am highly successful or anything. I do believe that youth need less critics and more people who are concerned for them. I worked hard in school and enjoy learning. I think there is much good to enjoy in life and hope that I can convey that to others. On the other hand, I may be one of the most dysfunctional people ever if you judge by certain standards. However, I am emotionally very independent in many ways. Well, I amuse myself way too much sometimes as life can be so interesting. I learn a lot from people in all age groups and feel that we are meant to connect across the generations.
Our Himalayan cat has on his long winter coat. Napoleon is his given name by us humans but some of his nicknames by me include little white fluffy guy, Cuddly Dudly, and sight for sore eyes. Often I call him, Napole, in a high pitched tone to get his attention as he will usually move his ears to show he is at attention. He really is a husky guy, which is what I like when it comes to cats. His tall is nice and full and bushy and he often walks with it erect in the air. He is not allowed outside. We do have a screened in porch where he loves to take in the world. He likes to control going in and out. He stands by the door when he wants out and we often oblige unless there is a reason not to do so. When he wants in, he paws with his might at the door. When I open it, he usually comes in running. So cute!
I actually thought about writing this post for a time but something Pirl said in a video made me want to post it now.When people ask for advice I don't think it's an invitation to insult them. I know at times people are well-meaning but their words hurt. Cases in point... I know a person who was having money problems and someone pointed out how they would feeding others from time to time. I don't know if she was feeding them a can of spaghetti o's or prime steak, but I found the advice to be so unhelpful and hurtful. Based on some of her comments that didn't necessarily include that, someone told her she was a bad member of Church. She was really trying to hang in there and that really stung.
Another woman had a husband with a condition where he had trouble working and she had a job that required travel. They decided that he would stay home with their small child(think only 1) while she worked. I think people told her everything from the fact she was enabling her husband to how her role should be to stay-at-home while he work.
Yes, they may have opened themselves up to such advice when sharing their opinions, but I think tact and a good edit button go a long way.
I know I have made people upset with my responses at times when they want to vent and I can be too soothing. I am sorry as that may have been the worst thing I could have done at the time.
While I am on my soap box, I don't like it when t.v. judges or t.v. therapists/doctors treat anyone like they are losers. Trying to make someone accountable for their actions is one thing but you can do it respectfully. In many cases, I believe it is good to error on the side of mercy.
Peace all!
I had a great annual review for work. I received a raise. I think it is my second this year(or it may have been at the end of last year when the other raise went into effect). I am always happy to receive good feedback. :)
I wrote this poem several years ago and I think it was posted on the forum where I was a poetry moderator. It really is dedicated to youth and that special period of time when identies are really taking shape.I want to fit in; I want to stand out.
I want to be quiet; I want to shout.
I want to think freely and clearly
before I decide to follow.
I want to find ways to bring happiness
and take away sorrow.
But most of all, I want to be who I
was meant to be------Me!
If I were to sum up my musical taste in a word, it would probably be mellow. I am rather fond of John Denver. I learned that my Grandma who passed away when I was about 21 considered him one of his favortie artists, but I liked him before I knew that. I like country and Soft Rock mostly. I used to make up songs all the time as I went along and didn't write them down(except about one phrase once for the most part). That was a long time before I started taking poetry more seriously. Sometimes I have a lot of rhythm that just wants to come out. I can be jazzy sounding, country, soft rock, or sometimes rather Celtic sounding(favorite). It's a way to express myself and is probably influenced by what I recently listened to that day.
It's no secret that I like to read different blog posts online and have been doing so for years. As I follow a particular blogger, I do certainly see certain themes repeated. Yet, it is interesting as new nuances and shades are added when a topic is revisted. I know that in my life there are thenmes that are important to me that I try to convey to others. Prior to the web, I was drawn to personal essays in magazines. It is the medium I love and technology gives me more than my heart's desire. There is a literary journal called Segullah that I followed for years and finally subscribed to get a print version this year. I bought it just in time as it will be the last time it will be available in print. It really is intimate to hold it in my hands and read the beautiful poetry and essays.
I recall that a year ago today that scary storm systems were in the forecast. The winds were terrible. We were fortunate that the tornado went around us into Iowa. I remember the date so well because my niece went to the hospital to be induced late at night because she did not want her baby to be born on Friday the 13th. My niece was about 16 when my brother married her mom and I didn't meet her for the first time until she was probably at least 13 1/2 or maybe 14. I missed not seeing her as a child. I do enjoy seeing pictures of her as a child and also watching her grow. I enjoy her children although I haven't seen them for a long time. Tomorrow our Princess Jayna turns one!
If I were a gifted adult or youth, I think I would find this blog helpful. It has helped me relate to those who are so gifted.http://highability.org/
I ordred a book that is supposed to increase my reading speed. It is a ten day program. I don't know if my mind works that way, but I am pretty sure that it can't hurt. I compensated for my desire to study hard and always master material and my reading speed and need to reread difficult material with taken less classes at a time and sometimes going part-time. It's hard to believe I graduated from the University over a decade ago. Well, Pirl was doing some type of reading a thon over the summer. I respect her abilities! I am hoping that all my friends in school have their best year yet!
I did a Q & A with author Alan Sitomer. He has a new writign site. The focus right now is on NaNoWriMo. He has been published by Disney, Scholastic, Penguin and more. He was CA for teacher of the year in 2007. I am grateful for people with a rapport among youth and an ability to reach them.http://population-we.blogspot.com/201...
