Do you ever have a day when you where you start out happy and gung-ho only to find yourself at the end of it, wishing you had a bathtub full of gin and tonic and a very big straw? Maybe one of those gorfy trucker hats that holds beer cans? Except mine would hold a couple of bottles of perfectly chilled Chardonnay, I’d have my jammies on and a sign hanging round my neck that says ‘Mommy is closed for repairs.’
I’m not depressing. Just sad about the world.
Somalia, Norway,Libya, my own countrymen who’ve been flooded and burned out, my neighbour down the road, my neighbour’s grandma’s 2nd cousins babysitters cat, everyone struggling, starving, hurting, fighting or in pain. I wish I could take every last one of them, hold them in my lap, rock them and tell them truthfully
It will all be okay.
i know i can’t. i’m just one person and my lap is too small. i am too small.
I do what I can. Donate where I can. Am kind where I can. And I am raising a fellow of the new generation. I am teaching him that we are global. That every person is part of our family. That we need to do what we can. He is donating, of his own accord, his piggy bank change to his kung fu kwoon charity. He’ll be helping to build a school for girls, somewhere in Africa. He gets a star for his uniform, indicating his act of ‘good chi’. I love him so much for it.
I feel like I can do more.
I don’t know exactly how this all works yet, but it seems the people of the internet are a good bunch. We are a community. So I ask two things of you, friendly reader.
First, please suggest a charity that I may support here, on my humble blog. Send me any links you can about them. Educate me. Because I may be able to do something here, other than (this needs quotes) “entertain“.
Second, (and I really need you to do this) look someone in the eye. See them. It won’t hurt. Throw some goodness their way. Give them a hug. Donate any way you can, even if it’s your time. Just help. Acknowledge. See.
I will do as much as I can. But I need you. The world needs you.
I only have a small lap. There will be overflow.
And, please, always
The smallest act of kindness is worth more than the grandest intention. Oscar Wilde