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Pause, breathe, and take stock:  2017-38

  Since rejoining the commuting workforce, I get a chance to observe a lot of people.  Sometimes I jot down bits of conversations I overhear.  Like this one: “I smells like someone threw a dead rat in here.” Third person chiming in, “I think it’s the Kimchee.” Little snippets like these make me laugh and also remind me how lucky I am to work in such a multi-cultural setting, filled with friendly people. Here’s a few more of the things that make me smile and recognize how lucky I am:  Hailey from Empowerment Plan who granted an interview.  She employs…

Pause, Breathe, and Take Stock: 2017-37

Along with most of the nation, the irrationality of someone choosing to gun down people enjoying a concert continues to haunt me.  For me, this is the ultimate act of terror.  Anyone: enjoying a concert, the 4th of July fireworks, a baseball game, waiting for a train… you name it. It would be easier if the killer had tell-tale signs. Rather, he’s  someone who buys a house for his mother, takes care of his girlfriend, and is loved by his brother. He’s someone whose friends attest to his caring nature. Sometimes it seems almost wrong to count my blessings in…

Pause, Breathe, and Take Stock: 2017-35

Could it be that we are in the 10th month of 2017?  The months kaleidoscope together in mosaics of sound, smell, and color.  As I waited for the train this morning, I noticed that the sun still sleeps, not a beam in sight. Yet, the beauty of the morning cannot be denied. The photo I took this morning shows a pink rumor of sunshine destined to grace my day. First responders and communities in Puerto Rico who tirelessly work to help the people devastated by hurricane Maria. I work with about 10% Puerto Rican’s. The agony of not knowing is…

1,000 Words worth: 2017-32

Each Friday,  To find out more click here. Regular readers might remember Ray and Marla from another photo I took along my commute.  To refresh your memory or you want to start from the beginning, click here.  I only looked back to make sure I got the names right and then again, after I finished writing this post, so I could insert the link.  Hmmm….  I wonder what’s up with birds and these two fictional characters. “So,” Ray said it like that little word explained everything; not a question, but a statement. Marla looked up from her mending. “You know…

Pause, Breathe, and Take Stock:  2017-33

A cold caught me last weekend.  I’ve been battling with it ever since.  Today I feel the only thing left is the August allergy ailments. Since it’s past mid-September, and the August allergy ailments are just beginning, I count that as a good thing.  Perhaps that explains why my reasons to rejoice this week are unduly centered around my upper respiratory system. Here are a few things that make me snort for joy this week. .Saline solutions and a battery operated Netty Pot. I thought the Netty was some sort of torture.  Love-One swears by it.  I finally got on…

1,000 Words worth: 2017-31

Each Friday,  To find out more click here. Regular readers might remember Ray and Marla from another photo I took along my commute.  To refresh your memory, click here.  I only looked back to make sure I got the names right and then again, after I finished writing this post, so I could insert the link.  Hmmm….  I wonder what’s up with birds and these two fictional characters.     “How much longer?” Ray tugged at the neck of her Outsider. Marla hinged at the waist and held both Ray’s hands in hers. “You wanted to a bird,” she said.…

Pause, Breathe, and Take Stock: 2017-32

I cannot think of Labor Day weekend without recalling a bumper sticker I saw years ago: In 1906, when The Jungle was published, Upton Sinclair hoped to highlight the deplorable working conditions of the meat-packer workers.  We’ve come a long way in protecting people on the job, since the days of Sinclair.  Still, I like to pause on Labor Day and remember that not so long ago, weekends were just a normal workday.  And still, today, even on this weekend to rest from our labors, many people are working, and many are doing so in substandard conditions, for less than a living…

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