Happy Valentine's Day a wee bit late. I am not a huge fan of this holiday, seems like we all should be loving everyday but it was still nice to get roses from my husband. He was a tad upset that they had some brown edges, but I think they are perfect for me. I have some brown edges, too! Flowers can't be perfect and either can love or life. It is a work in progress, sometimes very hard work.
My beautiful friend Holly gave me these beauties yesterday. These are a thank you for helping her with some pain issues she was having over the weekend. It is my pleasure to be able to help a friend in need. She had no idea that tulips are my favorites. I ADORE them! Don't tell my husband he will feel even worse about the roses.
When I was growing up we listened to the news. My parents kept the worst of things away from us but never sheltered us completely. I was always aware, maybe still in my safe bubble but still aware of what was going on in my country and the world. When I went away to college I had a different sense of reality. Those four years are completely fun and absorbing aren't they? My best friend and roommate Julie never had a clue of what was going on outside of our direct orbit. She could not name the head of any nation but the United States. She never listened or read the news. I used to tease her about it all the time. She always told me she loved living in a rose colored world. Frankly she still lives this way all these many years later and I am always in awe of her. Really, why can't I be more like that?
Let me be honest as you know I am. I am not one to shy away from controversy and if you think oh Lord her she goes again you are right, but hang with me a while. I wish that things were not as crazy as they are here in our country and many others. I wish that we all were treated fairly, and that includes immigrants, people of any color, religious affiliation or gender. I wish that this country was a safe place for all. But that is not the case and putting my head in the sand, or my fingers in my ears so I don't hear about it is not going to work. Not this time as the stakes have never been higher and the welfare of so many at stake. I appreciate that you are all sick of hearing about what is going on, but I also appreciate those that bring these issues to light. I am a busy woman, I work and I am a mother. wife, sister and friend. I appreciate when fellow bloggers might mention something I might miss, something that is important to me and what I believe in. It helps me see more of what is going on in the world and what is important to my friends.. You don't have to agree with me or my point of view, but discussion and seeing what is important to others is good for us all. Seeing a different point of view, trying to understand something that is not comfortable makes us all think.
My sister let me know that the link for children with special needs was taken off the Department of Education website, a link that helps us parents, teachers, therapists, counselors and administrators, in the public schools understand that laws that provide for these children, so they can receive the education they deserve. I have learned many things that I was not aware of from my friend Teresa, things I might not have been aware of had she not posted links on her blog.
The thing is that your blog is your blog. You have the right to your opinion and the right to place on it what you feel is important. Again, I might not agree with your point of view but I will defend your right to say it. If you visit here I hope that you find information, the facts, and that you also find comfort. If you visit here only for creative endeavors, well you might be out of luck as I am far too busy to get much done these days. If you visit here to only see Little Buddy, well you are in luck there as he will always be a big part of this space. He is important, and the rights he deserves are important, too. The right to a fair education in our public schools. The right to receive help in the schools, including therapies and extra time to take tests and learn. He deserves to be treated fairly outside of school to not be mocked or bullied. He deserves a safe country to live in, not a country that will treat him unfairly is he is gay or transgender or feels drawn to a jewish or muslim faith. He deserves to be treated with respect as we all do.
I wish I could surround him with the warmth of family and the cocoon of love for the rest of his life. But when he is older I will not hesitate to tell him the truth, one he can handle depending on his age and maturity of course. I won't let him put on blinders or rose colored glasses, he will have to see what is really happening. That is the only way he will have a choice to stand up and make himself heard.
I will stand up on this blog of mine if I feel that it is important and relevant to who I am. I applaud all of you for standing up, no matter your beliefs. Your blog is yours to do what you want with. I will never tell you what to write about, what to believe in or what to care about.
Reading blogs is not just about seeing beautiful things to me, it is about me connecting with you on a friendship level. One that makes me want to know if you are ill, if your son/daughter graduated, found a job, got into the perfect school or won that tournament. And that includes political things when and if you want to post about them.
Now for a little fun. Seeing this face makes it worth reading to the end of this post I think. The king of my heart!