The idea of National Spread Joy day, is to relieve us of the negativity, anger and hate that we are always being bombarded with through newsfeeds, politics, and social media. Have you noticed that lately people seem to have forgotten how to laugh? That’s because when all we hear are negative and hateful things, and bad reports it soon becomes all we can see. It divides us- and makes us draw back without even realizing (sometimes) that we are.
It also makes us more prone to depression and anxiety.
We can’t undo every negative thing in the world, but each one of us can do something today (or actually, any day we choose)- to help turn back the tide and bring joy and comfort to someone. All it takes is one (even tiny) candle to light up the darkness- so how could you celebrate National Spread Joy day?
Share helpful or uplifitng articles on your social media, smile and greet your neighbors, buy someone a coffee, ask someone how they’re doing or offer a helping hand where you see an opportunity, and above all, show honor where it is due, and be thankful.
You will make a difference in someone else’s day- but also in your own!
Happy Memorial Day? Somehow that doesn’t quite sound right to say. Unless “Memorial Day” is to you just a reason to get together with friends and have a barbeque.
The purpose of Memorial Day is to remember and honor those who have lost their lives in the service of our country. We who are alive and have never been in a position of defending our country no matter the cost, have a hard time grasping the full impact of what it takes to do that. Not only for the soldier who dies- but for their families. The children left behind. The spouses left to pick up the pieces and go on living and raising their children and functioning like they did before.
My heart is heavy writing this. I lost my husband in January- not because he was fighting for our country- but because he was fighting for his own life thanks to colon cancer.
When I got on my computer this morning and was confronted with “Memorial Day,” it brought back a wave of pain triggered by the word, “memorial.”
I’ve kept myself so busy trying to just keep functioning since losing my husband. But as I thought on all this today, I thought of how much worse the grief is of losing a spouse, or father or other family member in battle- When I lost my husband, I knew what he was experiencing, because I was with him daily- I saw his pain and hopelessness.
But when a person loses someone in the defense of our country- or on foreign soil, they don’t usually have the comfort of knowing that person wasn’t dying alone. They don’t get the chance to say goodbye. They are tormented by the unknown things- and they have little advance warning.
Even if you have not personally known anyone who has lost their life in this manner or is in a situation where they could- Please take a few minutes today to consider them- and pray for our soldiers wherever they may be, because they give up everything to protect us and our freedoms.
After a stressful night of scary fireworks, we need some therapy.
Sushi and I were waiting all day for the humans to get back from their 4th of July celebration last night and her sister looked after us until they got back. But we disussed it, and neither of us gave them permission to ditch us for the day. We were not happy! They are SO grounded from snuggles!
We were safe and in the air conditioning, and they had done everything they could to make sure we’d be fine. But there were some loud fireworks here for hours while they were gone. Right when we were starting to sleep, there were loud BANGS that just didn’t stop. We didn’t know what was happening, or which way to run! So, we hid… under the bed… until they got home around midnight.
Today, she’s expecting it’s going to happen again, so she’s already found herself a new hiding spot-under the neighbor’s table she had set up for a garage sale yesterday.
We thought it would never end. But they did come home, and when they did we got spoiled royally- and The Can Opener spent a long time comforting Sushi before finally going to bed. As for me, once I saw they were home, I knew I’d be okay, and went outside to find my Mama. I never saw her though, because she’s afraid of fireworks so she won’t even come back until things are normal again. I hope Sushi doesn’t eat all the tuna by that time.
And thought about Santa – (who, by the way, lost my address last year)- And I decided to hold off on my evil plans for now. Just because I wrote him a letter asking for a new boatload of tuna, or Tiki Cat, and some new squeaky mouse toys, since the Can Opener around here freaks out if I catch her a nice, juicy mouse. Life is so flipping hard sometimes.
However, from what I see on Pinterest, I think even the Elf on the Shelf has to “socially distance” and wear a mask. But honestly, I thought he’d always done that. I mean, you only see the little dude once a year anyway, and even then he hides and then takes off for the North Pole the first chance he gets.
I can’t blame him for that- I’d do that too sometimes just to get away from bossy “Miss Fussypants” (Sushi). But apparently he’s locked down now too.
Which brings me to wonder, If the Elf on the Shelf is having to “Socially Distance,” who will Santa use to spy on us all?