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Year Two, Day 256: "You Have a Job?" :)

Wow, it is so nice to get back to a somewhat normal routine.  Walk on dry pavement. Not wear multiple layers of clothing!

One of my students cracked me up the other day. I asked him how he liked all the snow days. He said he loved staying home, watching tv and playing video games all day.  I told him I got bored being stuck at home. I said, "I'm SO glad to get back to work!"

He looked at me with a perplexed look on his face. "You have a job?", he asked.

LOL!

You know you're doing something right in life, when people assume you don't work. You just go around visiting with people and sharing your love of music.

I do that!

I realized today, that in my own corner of the world, this is how I balance out all the negativity in the world. I just share what I know and love. And love the people I share it with!

Yesterday was the Women's March.  I was amazed at how it spread worldwide!
Saturday is my busiest day teaching, so I didn't even consider joining. But I felt a tad left out when I saw the crowds on the news.

But what has been bothering me is the hate speech.  Against our president.  Donald Trump. I refuse to call him names.  And I was horrified to see that some people had begun to attack his 10 year-old son, Barron.  Barron is the same age as the boy who didn't think I worked for a living.

He is a child.  He is an innocent.  I was happy to see Chelsea Clinton stand up for Barron on Facebook. I shared her comment and added my own.  I had been close to tears all morning. A heaviness in my chest and my head was throbbing. I thought the "D word" was returning. I kept praying, trying to keep my head up.  But when I saw what Chelsea wrote, the dam broke. I shed a few tears. But they were tears of relief.  I have just felt pain in my soul by all ugliness lately.

This is what I shared on Facebook. Before my nice cry:
"Barron Trump deserves the chance every child does-to be a kid. Standing up for every kid also means opposing POTUS policies that hurt kids."

Me:
"Amen Chelsea Clinton.
Since this boy did not choose his father he is an innocent.
Perhaps people could limit criticism to Donald Trump's actions, rather than call him names based on his appearance? One must wonder what example this sets for our children.
As a teacher, I have already heard kids say many hateful things about this man. Things they heard at home and at school.
Hate attracts hate. Peace and love will prevail. 💕

I am home now for the evening. I was happy to see a few "likes" on this post. I also had a nice chat with one of my spiritual mentors on Facebook.  She was warning people about trusting Donald Trump and just giving him a chance as president. She said we should pray for him, but watch his every move. Seek truth. I liked how she stated this without calling him names.  I told her I really liked what she said, but was frustrated and feeling anxious that there is so much false information being spread, I do not know what truth is anymore.

She suggested I just do my part in my own world.  Just like I was thinking earlier!

I am feeling much better now.

Perhaps part of this can be attributed to the fact that I actually made it to gym today!  A short workout before my students, but I felt energized and strong.

Tomorrow is the first day on my church secretary job.  I am looking forward to it.

But now, to bed I must go.

Happy Sunday! Keep on smiling!

Peace,

Zita


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