Suicide isn’t a laughing matter. Neither is depression.

Have we lost the ability to see that line between genuinely mourning the loss of someone and using it to gain attention for ourselves?

Where to begin? The media are too obvious, they’re a well-oiled exploitation machine.

Social media is too often the Land of Shallow, where pictures, platitudes, Slacktivism, jokes, and memes are welcome, but anything of substance is frequently ignored or seen as annoying.

Yet it’s the memorials that confuse me the most.
What does wasting money on flowers, balloons, teddy bears and candles do?
Does it bring those lost back?
Does it stop the next accident, murder, or suicide?
No. It just mildews.
What a terrible waste.

Maybe it’s a form of pain behaviour. People need to show how much they care, show that they’re in pain.

Take the money you would spend on items for a memorial and…

My daughter sent me a link to a marvelous youtube video.  This kid is only 3 years old.  Be amazed, everyone!!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O4Girrb66lY

My daughter sent me a link to a marvelous youtube video.  This kid is only 3 years old.  Be amazed, everyone!!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O4Girrb66lY

Simply put, hipocricy is when you preach something and practice something else.

My dad. He has always been very strict about not skipping a meal even though one is angry at something or someone.

Well, we had a fight and he skipped his dinner because of that. Now, where did his reasoning go hide?

Next, in the bus today. It was crowded and this old man couldn’t stand for long and nobody seemed to offer him a seat and hence he decided to sit at a corner near the driver. This young man comes in carrying a lot of stuff (I guess he was out shopping) His bags were hitting this old man and hence he asked this young man to hold the bags in his other hand.  Mister angry young man got really pissed and told Mister old man that he isn’t supposed to sit there and blah blah…

I will just come right out and say it… I fell in love…

While I was walking around making new friends, I spotted this little beauty. She was very shy. It took a while to coax her over to say hello.

And at first she wanted to stay at arm’s reach.

But I was patient.

And then I found the spot… the spot that most horses and dogs have… the spot that they love to be scratched… right between her ears…

After that, it was all love… that is the tip of my nose, over there on the left… horses, believe it or not, like it when you sniff them while they are sniffing you… just a tip…

Then we spent about ten minutes just nuzzling each other. She was the sweetest, nuzzeliest, snuggeliest horse I ever met. She liked to breathe softly into my ear. I could have stayed…