Let me start by saying… I have always been disgustingly Mary Sunshine. I can’t really say I’ve ever actually been a Pollyanna, but definitely Mary Sunshine.
Adam pointed out today that, if Covid 19 pandemic has done nothing else, so far, to make him really really angry, the fact that it has taken the Mary Sunshine-ness away from me is it. He says I’ve lost that and he thinks I probably won’t ever really get it all back.
He’s probably right.
This whole mess has completely and totally destroyed my faith in humanity.
I look at the people out there profiteering (or trying to) off of other people’s fears and misfortune and it hurts my heart.
I look at the rhetoric and derisiveness that is EVERYWHERE and it makes me want to plod through my Facebook feed and block block block block block because people can’t just freaking suck it up and be human to one another without pointing fingers and slinging mud… from the top leadership to the very most simple of us.
Look at me! Woohoo me
Look at that… that blah blah blah blah blah…
Whine whine whine
here comes the freakign WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAmbulance crybaby.
My disgustingly up beat attitude has taken a decidedly dismal turn.
And then, something happens. Something simple and stupid and magical happens. It doesn’t put back the Mary Sunshine, but at least it gives me a little hope.
In the middle of this mess, the doorbell rang. Yes, it sent my dogs into fits because PEOPLE were at the door. Standing on the porch was the neighbor. He just wanted to stop by and check on us to make sure we are doing okay. Do we need anything? Can they pick us up anything? Are you sure we are doing okay? Don’t hesitate to ask.
The same day, Adam was talking to me about Fred Rogers and how we really really need another Fred Rogers in this world. He’s right. We do. He read me the quote in the picture… Look for the helpers. Look for the helpers… look for the helpers
And he’s right.
Look for the helpers. There are always helpers. There really are people who care who will go just a little out of the way to help. Keep your eye out for them and when you see them… thank them, even silently.
Today you… tomorrow me…
“There are three ways to ultimate success:
The first way is to be kind.
The second way is to be kind.
The third way is to be kind.”
I hope with all of my heart that I will always be able to be one of the helpers and that I never take for granted the help that is offered.
Love and Light