I admire anyone who works in a profession that puts them in the line of fire. That could be police, military, firemen, secret service. It takes a certain strength of character to be able to suit up each day, not knowing what potential dangers you face.
And many of the people in these professions often face criticism rather than thanks for their efforts.
What change, big or small, would you like your blog to make in the world?
In a nutshell, I’d like my blog to influence people to be a little kinder. A little gentler.
Our world has become such a self-serving, self-justification, self-important, selfish society. What is happening in the US is happening everywhere.
Politicians looking for power and glory. No matter what side of politics you take in the US, don’t ever believe any of them are looking out for your interests.
Our society needs to go back to people helping people. Churches assisting their congregation instead of hierarchy gaining wealth. The same goes for temples and mosques.
Loving people instead of hating people. Embracing our differences rather than fearing them.
What’s the most money you’ve ever spent on a meal? Was it worth it?
Of course, lobster in Maine is always worth it. It’s my favorite food. It doesn’t come cheap. But I really don’t like to spend fortunes on eating out.
I can live without the roll or drawn butter. Just bring on the lobster, hopefully at least a 2 pounder.
It sumptuous in drawn butter. I suck the juices and the wee bitty meat out of the tiny tendrils. I break apart the claws and begin working on them. As I pull out a huge chunk of lobster meat I gingerly dip it in the drawn butter before eating it. Yummy!
Write about a random act of kindness you’ve done for someone.
What goes around comes around. So I try to be kind always. Give an elderly or disabled person my seat. Help someone get something off a shelf in a supermarket. Smile at people. Lend an ear when someone needs to talk.
Am I always good at this? No! Sometimes I’m locked in my head with my own mess and can’t think of anyone else. I usually end up tripping over my own feet and then I realize I need to be kind and look out not in!
How would you describe yourself to someone who can’t see you?
I look in the mirror and I can see the wrinkles around my mouth and eyes. Even fine wrinkles on my cheeks. My neck gives my age away. Why does the neck sag so much?
But it’s all me. Nothing fake. No Botox. No snip and tuck. I plan to age as gracefully as possible.
I’m energetic. I move a lot. But I’m learning to get out of bed a little slower. Hold the railing down the stairs. Not run, just walk. And watch my feet.
My spirit is young. And I like to do crazy things. I always say I don’t want to die before I’m dead.