I’ve loved lilacs ever since I was a child swinging on our old rusty swing set next to a lilac bush in the back yard. I dreamed of having my own when I grew up. Except, when I did grow up, I moved to Florida where lilac bushes don’t grow.
PREFACE to this post: I drafted this article before the orchestrated violence began occurring in United States cities. This subject matter does not directly coincide with those riots. However, the upheaval of emotions over it are linked to the topic of this blog. I hope you’ll stick around for the rest, because I think it’s an important message.
It’s called a crime of passion if a man catches his wife being unfaithful and then murders her lover.
It’s called a crime of passion if a woman catches her husband being unfaithful and murders him.
Does the term “crime of passion” make the act of murder palatable? Do we make it okay to commit murder because they loved and trusted their spouse and they merely reacted from hurt and betrayal?
Of course not.
They made their decisions out of pure emotion. Could our society be making decisions from emotion, and in turn, ruining our lives?
What if you had information that could save people? What if you took that information to the media, but they switched it around to make it sound like your information was dangerous instead of life-saving? You might ask, why would anyone want to keep away life-saving information from the public? That’s what I’d like to know, too, and it’s why I always research everything I’m told.
Allow me to give an example.
Since last week I posted a heavy, emotional post, I thought I’d switch gears to the entertainment topic today. I have more heavy posts drafted, but let’s go lighter today. Here are a few reviews of things we’ve watched while stuck at home. These are a mix of genres, and I’ve shown the years they aired. Continue reading “Freaks, Weddings, and Royalty”
As I write this, my emotions are running high. I’m trying to stop and think more clearly . . . figure out how to settle these emotions down.
So, I was sitting out in the gorgeous weather enjoying a little color . . . when I spotted another color above me in the tree. 👇 Continue reading “Color and more Color”
Over the weekend we were hoping to get some of that disinfecting UV light, but Saturday it rained all day. My brand new tulips enjoyed it though.
I probably shouldn’t confess this out on a public forum, but here we go anyway . . .
I’m a little bummed and disappointed this week. Well, I should say first that I’m grateful my family and I are well. Also grateful my husband still has his job, but that may be reevaluated if we don’t get back to work by the end of this month. We’ll cross that bridge if we have to.For now, I’ve been introspecting…wondering how I could’ve done something differently.
Do people understand that what they say or do has consequences? Do they get the concept that for every action, there is an opposite and equal reaction?
After we said goodbye to our dog, Max . . . simply doing our regular routine felt like a knife to the gut. He was always there during every routine. It’s difficult to change things up, because I still needed to do all the same things I always did, only without him. I started to write a little about my routine, but how boring. I’ll just get to the point of this post.
Okay, I’ve had enough of the hand-washing, isolation, disinfectant, and toilet paper-talk. How ’bout a change of conversation?
So, this happened over the weekend. 👇
So, what’s new with you readers? Is there anything happening out there in the world? There’s nothing to talk about. I mean, life is so dull lately. Nothing is happening.
What’s that you say? There IS something happening? How did I miss it?
What did you think when you read the title of this blog? Did your mind go to the notorious virus that the media is exploiting? Maybe you just thought I caught a football, but I’d understand if you thought the former. Continue reading “Caught It”
Last week I posted about how a couple of people have tried to rush me to get a new pet after saying goodbye to my beloved dog, Max. Today I’d like to discuss a topic that is related, but more about processing emotions in general.
You might say that those people think they’re trying to help by offering a new pet to stop me from hurting. That may be true, but in many cases, I think this goes even deeper.
Why does much of society think they can obliterate bad times altogether for humanity?
If you knew someone who lost their spouse just a few weeks ago, would you say, “I know it’s hard, but there are other men/women out there looking for love. Get on eharmony and find one who needs you?”