“Letting there be room for not knowing is the most important thing of all. When there’s a big disappointment, we don’t know if that’s the end of the story. It may just be the beginning of a great adventure.”
Pema Chödrön
Positively Purging-I welcome your feedbacks in the comments and your likes and passing the real life wisdom on to others as I embark on this new venture of “positively purging“, as I know each of these pieces represents something…
Do Thank Yous Keep Kindness Going?
Positively Purging-I welcome your feedbacks in the comments and your likes and passing the real life wisdom on to others as I embark on this new venture of “positively purging“, as I know each of these pieces represents something…
Most people don’t dream of being fancy-rich.
They dream of being rich enough to say, Treat’s on me, without thinking twice.
Rich enough to have a home that feels like a hug, a fridge stocked like a five-year-old with adult money, and a tray of chocolates waiting for someone to grab.
Rich enough to quietly help a friend before they even have to ask. To send a care package when someone’s too tired to reach out.
To buy all the pencils from a kid on the street so they can go home early. For most of us, the real money dream isn’t about luxury — it’s about having enough to give, enough to comfort, enough to turn ordinary moments into something extraordinary.
Positively Purging-I welcome your feedbacks in the comments and your likes and passing the real life wisdom on to others as I embark on this new venture of “positively purging“, as I know each of these pieces represents something…
RAVE to a West Seattle angel. I am a smart woman, but sometimes I make dumb choices. I thought I had slipped my credit, debit and ID cards into a safe pocket spot before walking my dog on Alki Beach. I had not, and they slipped away. I couldn’t find them when retracing my steps. When I arrived home, upset at myself, I was delighted to discover all three deposited into my mailbox! My prayers were answered. Thank you to the kind West Seattle resident who saved me a lot of hassle!
RAVE to a very nice man at the Ballard Farmers Market. I had preordered a box of fruit. When I arrived at the Farmers Market, there were no close parking spots or handicapped spaces (I have a permit). A very kind man, who was a customer at the fruit stand, offered to carry the box to my car. He was from Southern California, visiting a new grandchild with his wife. I don’t know how I would have gotten the fruit to my car without his help. I am so thankful for his kindness.
RAVE to the person who picked up another dog’s poop from my parking strip. The dog must have been huge. The poop was huge. I had planned to pick it up the following day. I didn’t have a bag on me when I first saw it. Thanks to the nice person who did me a big favor!
RAVE to the woman who turned in the bottle of wine that my husband and I inadvertently left in our Costco grocery cart in the parking lot. It would have been so easy for her to take it, but instead she did the right thing by turning it in to customer service.
RAVE to the Seattle Public Library for installing the lockers. I love being able to pick up my books at any time, day or night.
Every time I walk into a library, I’m reminded what public money is supposed to do.
Chairs you don’t have to earn. Heat you don’t have to justify. Time you don’t have to explain.
Kids finishing homework. Someone fixing a resume. Older people reading the paper without being rushed.
Nobody is asked why they’re there.
If someone wants to know what a society looks like when it still works, this is it.Matt Lillywhite
Real Life of an MSW 