Free Write

     I can't sleep so reckon I will free write.  I was just listening to this Melissa Etheridge song - The beating of my heart shouldn't hurt no one.  And love can only make you stronger.  That is correct isn't it? I know it is.
     We do the best we can-sometimes that is just not good enough. Does that mean we failed? If you do your best that is not failing.  It is that same concept of overachieving-if you achieved it then you did not over achieve...you just did it; your best.
     I think it was Gail you posted on FB today the question "Why does the universe have to be so hard?" or something like that. Well you know me, I think about everything.
     Universe is not hard; people are sometimes difficult.  I don't understand Israel bombing Gaza and vice-versa.  I don't understand why we, Citizens of the United States believe we can tell them to stop.  When a person fights in the name of his/her higher power - you don't stop them.  It is not like this war has not been going on for hundreds of years.
      Yes, I get the politics of it.  It is the images on television.  A woman standing in her living room, on the second floor, the entire front wall is gone.  There she stood dressed in black.  It haunts me.
     We stopped taking responsibility for just being kind. Opening a door for someone.  Letting a car out ahead of you.  Letting the dude with two items go ahead of you in the grocery store.
     We don't sit and talk anymore.  We don't communicate.  What happened? We are really lost.
     Nat was telling me how a lady at the library this morning was so very rude - and how that encounter just set her whole day on a negative tone.  It also served to remind her how easily we can hurt one another.
     We are all in this together.  Jeepers can't we show a bit of patience and kindness.  Assistant Principal once told me students and parents view kindness as weakness.  Dang, that is sad.  It was true. 
     I know we are better than what we sometimes put out there.  I know we all have bad days.  Reckon, we should try not to make our bad day bleed onto someone else's day.
     Life is more than work, consume, die.  It is so much more.  Making a difference, finding a way to reach out - creating, questioning, learning, searching - connecting!
     Oh, all the wishes won't make any difference, reckon it doesn't hurt to try.  At least to do that much - just try once a day to bring a smile to someone, or a laugh, a simple act of kindness - each of us, if we did it just once a day - that is a lot of good stuff. 
     It was a poem I was writing in my head last night - it isn't done. When it is I will share it.  In the meantime y'all get some sleep.  Someone has to.  Night, love ya.