Kelly and What She Doesn’t Know
It started with Amy and Her #Sixthings.
Then it was Kir and Her Cupcakes.
You see Kelly has this thing and she doesn’t even know it. It really isn’t about her writing (well she is a totally dinamo at that but to me she is so much more). To me it is about the things she doesn’t write.
You see Kelly, sometimes it is not the words that inspire, make an impact or get peoples attention…. it is YOU! Your unending kindness toward me from the small act of including me in an Instagram tag to a response to a tweet, Facebook response or comment your actions are what make a difference to me and what I notice. Your actions are what inspire and you didn’t even know it!
This day…the day I ran in my new shoes was the best run I had ever had. It was the first time running had ever felt effortless to me and smooth. The only day I have ever felt like a runner. The day running changed for me. And the first person I thought of sharing this news with as when I got off the treadmill was Kelly. She was true to form… supportive and encouraging!
I Hate You
I hate you. I hate what you do to friends. I hate what you did to my mother. I hate what you steal from them. I hate the place you take them. I hate how you make them feel.
I hate that I feel helpless against you. I hate that there is nothing I can do to stop you. I hate that I do not know how to help my friends. I hate that that makes me feel useless and helpless. I hate that I my heart aches for them, that I worry for them.
I’ve decided I have spent enough years hating you. Hating what you did to my mother and now hating what you do to friends. I will not hate you anymore. You are a disease. I will do what we do with all diseases, fight!
A note written to a friend. It was sent to her so she never forgets |
I Have a Complaint
I found the interaction that followed unacceptable and damaging. The usual confident exterior, sarcastic, sailor mouth and quick wit sprinkled with a humble and thoughtful Don’t Speak Whinese failed to perform what it promised because Leila is a smart ass. I am disappointed. Leila has forever destroyed my use of the word dork as a sassy response to Leila’s and any other friends insane, silly, dumb, thoughtless, laughable actions. Additionally, she has forever stole my perfect kind version of your a dumb-ass word. He smart ass act has also caused permanent scaring to my brain. The very thought of the word dork sends pictures to my brain of a whales…. ak! No! Bad! (Leila so kindly educated me on the fact that one definition word dork is: blue whales penis). My precious word is forever tainted and damaged.
I look forward to your speedy reply and a resolution to my problem. I am certain that you will resolve this matter and I will not be forced to contact the Better Smart Ass Agency or only be left with sighing and rolling my eyes as a response to Leila’s Facebook status updates.
Sincerely,
Listicling With Passion
Her Nuggets
It started with Amy and Her #Sixthings.
Then it was Kir and Her Cupcakes.
Now it is Kim from Rubber Chicken Madness’s turn…
I’ve been talking to strangers and what do you know I’ve made some friends!
Today I look forward to our Friday Rear View Mirror (when I get around to writing them). I find myself taking mental notes of fun tidbits of life that go on all around me. Tidbits I can share on Friday. I find myself reflecting on specific moments, remembering them and really remembering details. Kim’s simple act of serving nuggets has made me want to serve ours too.