City Girl Meets Hippie Chick

Ahhh, spring has sprung. It’s 83 and sunny today. (Insert content sighs and distant daydreams of all the fun outdoor activities to come…)

On my way into the office I passed by the cutest little hippie chick with LONG dreadlocks. She was standing in a grassy median on a beautiful street in my current city just hula hoopin’ away,totally happy, all alone, not a care in the world- just loving being out in the sunshine. Awesomeness. I love coming across people like this who own who they are/what they do and could care less if anyone is watching or not. 

As I just Googled “hula hoop”, to my pleasant surprise this website popped up. There’s the photo of the day with more peeps just livin’ it up and hoppin’ happily, in the snow even! They just so happen to fit the exact vibe of todays chica I am writing about and they’re back in Vermont, my birth state too. 
This all made me think; No matter how many cities I live in, how much glitter I wear and even though I’m a sucker for tall buildings, bright lights and complete chaos, I will always be that same (as many people tease me lovingly) “Friggin’ Vermont Hippie” sorta like these peeps. Thankfully something as simple as a sight on a drive to work can make me instantly channel my chill, earth, peace-lovin’ roots and appreciate where I came from. I should grow some good dreads to sport with my heels so I can show on the outside what I feel on the inside. It’d be like two great and opposite worlds colliding in harmony. I like the sounds of that.
I love spring and all the things that come along with it.
I Hate to run, but I have a date with a patio at an ale house. Man life is hard when it’s 83 and sunny and my toughest decision during my afternoon work meeting with my sweet job is pilsner or lager…
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Happy Birthday Grapa!

That’s what I used to call my Grandpa when I was little. Today is his 80th birthday.

I always tell people that my Grandpa is the finest man I have ever known. He is the single cutest and sweetest man on this earth. 
On the same day I could feel so sad and terrible and write a post like the one below titled Why?- I can remain hopeful, because of people like my Gramp. He is a true heart and soul. If more people were like him, I really believe the world would be so much bigger and better than any of us could ever imagine…
Happy Birthday Grapa! I love you! 🙂
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Why?

Yet another daily dose of morning news as I get ready for my day with the latest teen who has either been beaten into a coma or committed suicide because of school or internet bullying. Now I’m hearing about this “trolling” thing where strangers apparently post on Facebook/other social media sites and send emails to the families of these now dead people taunting them, telling they “deserved it”or poking fun at the lost love ones.

Is this happening? Is this the twilight zone?

There is no way I could ever describe the disgust, anger, sorrow and confusion I feel as a perfect stranger watching these stories and I’m not even connected to these poor families. 
These kids who taunt and tease each other so much that some of them get pushed to the point to kill themselves? School officials often KNOWING about the relentless and dangerous bullying and doing nothing about it?! I am horrified.
What can we do to STOP this from happening? How can we help young people (well, any age people for that matter) build self esteem so they live healthier and happier and don’t have to attack other people because they hate themselves so much?
I personally will always fight to stay positive about the world. I do think there is hope and possibility for everything for everyone, but we have got to find a way to put an end to these nightmares and start protecting each other more. I believe goodness starts from birth and in the home, but for all these innocent kids who are born into awful situations that offer zero chance for them to become successful, how can we as communities and neighbors better love and support them so they are gifted that deserved chance to grow up and be decent humans?
Someone please enlighten me. I am just beside myself with the constant beat down of senseless tragedy.
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