I stand with UKRAINE.
Well, I wanted to welcome y’all into the new year with a lovely post about good things for 2021, but here we are.
Yes, this. Kneeling for social injustice. Off to buy me some new Nikes.
Happy International Women’s Day! Time to realize how far we’ve come, and how far we have yet to go in the pursuit for gender equality.
I have so many strong women in my life that I am thankful for every day. They make my life happier, easier and is one of the reasons I am a strong woman myself. But there is still so much more to be done for women. From wage equality (GO PATRICIA ARQUETTE!) to girls going to schools to no more child brides to stopping the hate.
This video really touched me, seeing the struggle that is still there for so many women. Please watch. The more we know, the better we can help.
BREAK THE HATE.
How shall I begin? RIP Cory Monteith? I am so sorry Trayvon Martin for letting this man get away scot-free? And yet I keep checking the news for something happy – perhaps the birth of a royal baby?!
I do lead my life with my heart. For anyone that knows me, that is not a hidden fact. Even though, being a Libra can make it difficult. I want to make sure everything is done right, correctly, equal but in the end when the scales have to be tipped, I always go with my heart. That shouldn’t surprise anyone. I would think most of us lead with our heart. Or at least I hope we try.
Call me a gleek, I don’t mind. I was actually quite shocked reading the news report this morning that Cory Monteith had been found dead in his hotel room in Vancouver, Canada. I know he isn’t some amazing superstar but I really loved what I saw from him. While all the other “kids” on Glee seemed to be perfect or striving for perfection, he (Finn) didn’t. Cory/Finn was the one who was goofy and unsure and sometimes dance challenged – but always adorable. I have watched the show since it began and he was always one of my favorite characters. I’m sure it sounds strange but I am so sad that he died. He was way too young and had such a promising life ahead of him. Rest in peace Mr. Monteith. For some strange reason my iPod has been wanting to play a lot of Glee songs today, thanks for knowing I care.
And the next thing, Zimmerman being acquitted. Are you kidding? Okay, I know I wasn’t there for the trial, I wasn’t there when a young boy was walking home with a pocket full of candy and his hoodie up but C’MON! It just doesn’t seem right. It just doesn’t seem right at all. That’s all I have to say about that. Well, for today.
And now for something good. Something fun! Have you made your bets? What do you think? A boy? A girl? Kate, The Duchess of Cambridge, is about to have her first baby with Prince William. And if you saw any of my posts before the wedding you will know that I am quite interested in the royal family. I am going to bet – a GIRL. Wish I could find a bookie here in Mallorca to take my money on that. As for the name, who knows. I would love it if they named her Diana. But if it’s a boy, well, I have lost my bet and a name I have no idea. What about …. South? I just had a crazy thought. What in the world IS their last name!?!? I have no idea!
Stay tuned for more crazy thoughts….
Sometimes here on the island of Mallorca I feel so distanced from the real world of the USA. Whether it’s the political drama (Go OBAMA), college football games, the right for everyone to be married, Dancing With the Stars or just the everyday life can feel a bit surreal to me.
But then, something happens and I feel like I am right there. Usually it is something tragic that drags me back, like this time. Today, a thirteen year old boy committed suicide at my old Junior High School. The place of such fond memories for me of hanging out by my locker with my friends, giggling about cute boys, hanging out in the “pit”. Of course, there are not so fond memories of feeling insecure of how I looked – very skinny with braces, I was kind of in-between groups of friends – my main group seemed to be shutting me out and I was desperate to keep myself within the “cool” group, absolutely no boys thought I was cute and I am sure the list went on and on.
Supposedly, the boy who died was being bullied. I do not know that for a fact but I could see that being possible. Being a teen is a rough time! You want to be the coolest person ever, the greatest singer, the best athlete, the most popular cheerleader but for most of us during that time frame, it doesn’t happen. It doesn’t happen because it is practically impossible! Those teenage years are hard. You are gangly, or fat, or have acne, or crazy hair or whatever; for the most part we aren’t cool during this time. And kids can provoke. And kids can be mean. But what you need to do is stand up.
I know it’s hard. Standing up for myself is STILL hard. But if you are bullied you need to speak out – tell your teacher, tell your parents. It’s okay, this is not being a tattletale, this is sticking up for your rights, for your protection. Bullying is not cool.
And the last part of my soapbox. Be proud of who you are. You are different! Hallelujah! Different is good. Who wants to be normal? Maybe you are being bullied because you look different, because you dress different, because you act different. Who cares. You are loved. You are loved by your parents, your friends, your teachers. The world is full of acceptance, keep striving with life. It gets better! I promise. It gets better. You are not alone. Check out itgetsbetterproject.com for help, ideas, inspiration. Because we are all in this together. Do not let life go, it is such a beautiful thing.
I contemplated whether or not to add this but I feel Glee really touches on issues and this was one of my favorite songs from them. Which speaks so much to bullying. Be a loser like me. And know you are LOVED.