Here Is A Thought On A Friday

Maybe its weird but I’ve always been really proud of how loud I can snap. Like, I wasn’t a kid with many talents. Mostly I was just known for making everyone really uncomfortable by asking if they had seen any ghosts or knew of any secret passages in the school. But one thing I was always better at than everyone in my class was snapping really loud. It really impressed everyone in the third grade. Surprisingly, it impresses adults less. I’m still proud of it though, other adults are probably just jealous. 

Here Is A Thought On A Friday

On Monday a rabbit stopped right in front of me on the sidewalk. It wasn’t skittish or afraid and it definitely didn’t run away. Instead, it pooped. It stopped right in front of me and pooped. 

That seems like a sign to me. Of what, I’m not sure. I asked Captain Thoughtful what he thought the universe was trying to tell me and he said “I think all it means is that when you gotta go, you gotta go.”

Wise words from a handsome man. 

Here Is A Thought On A Friday

How do you handle your fear? What do you do when you’re scared?

I have been thinking about this a lot lately. For me, it depends on the fear. If it is illogical or very unlikely to occur, I typically rely on superstition. You know, combat nonsense with more nonsense that is totally *not* nonsense if it works. If it is a fear more likely to occur, then I construct a very logical plan and always have a back-up plan and a back-up back-up plan.

But I’m really interested in how other people battle their fear – what is your go-to fear conquering move?

If You Need A Laugh

Just remember that my Aunt J calls the TV show “American Ninja Warrior”, “American Ninja Turtle”. And she doesn’t do it as a joke, she just thinks that it what it’s called.

That had me laughing so hard I got the hiccups. And also, as long as people say funny things like that, and you can laugh so hard you get the hiccups, probably everything will be OK.

Life Tip

I always carry some dark chocolate with me in case of a dementor attack. Or PMS.

And now I’m wondering if PMS is really just a well concealed dementor attack? And it only effects women because dementors are sexist.

Anyway, y’all should definitely always have some dark chocolate handy.

The Way We Remember

I think it is important to remember the people we love who have died. And I don’t think there is any one particular way we should remember. It needs to be personal and significant to you. It needs to aid in your healing.

Today, two years ago, my uncle and cousin died. They were both bright lights. They always, always, made me laugh. So, today, I remember by allowing myself to laugh. And by hoping that my light shines a little brighter because they are a part of me.

How do you remember?