Saturday, July 2, 2016

Canada. #BestCountryEver

Today, while the rest of Canada was celebrating it's awesomeness, I went no where to do nothing by myself. Haha. It was wonderful.
So many consecutive busy days; like 45 of them, in a ROW. With no break.

But today was different. I didn't get dressed til 8 pm, which is when I showered, did my hair, put some clothes on, bought some groceries and drove to the lake, arriving just before midnight.

Max and Amy were already here, watching a movie and can I just say again, like I do everytime I arrive at the cabin and someone is already here HOW MUCH I LOVE THAT.

It's now 2 am.
I've checked in on my 2 twitter accounts, pinterest, instagram, 2 different Facebook pages, and 4 email addresses.

Next thing on my To Do List?
Editing/culling my trip pics.

I took a quick glance through them and it's a little overwhelming. There are thousands of pics. And most of June 1 - 19 is a bit of a blur. Hoping that as I scroll through the pics, one at a time, the most important memories/observations will bubble up from the deep recesses of my brain.

Starting tomorrow, I'll begin posting about that trip, one memory at a time. It'll probs take all summer to cover those 19 days.

Three things I'm thankful for:

1. Long weekends with no agenda.
2. Some sun in the forecast.
3. People who write out their stories:

This past week I've read the following memoirs:

Brooke Nolan is a battered/sexually abused child who makes an anonymous phone call about the escalating brutality in her home. 

When social services jeopardize her safety condemning her to keep her father’s secret, it’s a glass of spilled milk at the dinner table that forces her to speak about the cruelty she’s been hiding. In her pursuit for safety and justice Brooke battles a broken system that pushes to keep her father in the home. 

When jury members and a love interest congregate to inspire her to fight, she risks losing the support of family and comes to the realization that some people simply do not want to be saved.

An Invisible Thread tells of the life-long friendship between a busy sales executive and a disadvantaged young boy, and how both of their lives were changed by what began as one small gesture of kindness.

When Laura Schroff brushed by a young panhandler on a New York City corner one rainy afternoon, something made her stop and turn back. She took the boy to lunch at the McDonald’s across the street that day. And she continued to go back, again and again for the next four years until both their lives had changed dramatically. Nearly thirty years later, that young boy, Maurice, is married and has his own family. Now he works to change the lives of disadvantaged kids, just like the boy he used to be. 
     An Invisible Thread is the true story of the bond between a harried sales executive and an eleven-year-old boy who seemed destined for a life of poverty. It is the heartwarming story of a friendship that has spanned three decades and brought meaning to an over-scheduled professional and hope to a hungry and desperate boy living on the streets.

4. And for the record, while I'm at it, I'm thankful for authors who write novels. I read the following during June while sitting in airports:

Shalom, friends.

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