So….. not what I was expecting…..

A parade?  For me?  How Exciting!!!!

But not even a little bit true.

Let’s start at the beginning…..

😦 no the beginning would take to long

where to start?   where to start?

Ah, just go with the flow…. let’s start with the picture I have posted.  Apparently, it is homecoming weekend for our school district.  I had no idea. As I watched the band, and trucks pulling floats assemble outside my house yesterday, my mind traveled to a different time. In some ways this makes me feel incredibly old, because I have been there and done that.  I participated in Homecoming events, not only when I was in High School myself, but also as each of my daughter’s were.  Wow that feels like I lifetime or two ago!

At the same time, I’m not done with Homecoming.  In as short as 15 years or so, I will have Grandchildren that might be participating in Homecoming.  I will be telling the story…..” when I was your age we had to walk 10 miles through the snow, Uphill to get to school…etc.”  ( Ok that’s MY grandma’s story, but you get the point)

I wonder how different the world will be even in just the few years.

Yesterday, while sitting in the waiting room for my 3 week post op visit, (more about that soon) my mind started to drift to a post that I read earlier this week, by Bojana at Blogging with Bojana.  In her post she talks about spending time with her young son at the playground.  She writes…

Another good thing I’ve noticed spending plenty of time in the sandpit with toddles is the presence and acceptance of all the colors of the rainbow, that is an utter and complete absence of racism and xenophobia in their world. While there’s possessiveness and envy of another kid’s bigger and shinier toy, there’s no discrimination based on ethnicity, nationality, religion, appearance or disability. The society has yet to teach them hatred and prejudice, giving rise to inequality and aggression.

20180927_145626As I thought more about her post, which you can read in its entirety here. I thought that I had the condition for the beginnings of Utopia right in front of me.  I may be misusing the word, but here is the definition I am trying to describe…

u·to·pi·a
yo͞oˈtōpēə/
noun
noun: Utopia; plural noun: Utopias; noun: utopia; plural noun: utopias
  1. an imagined place or state of things in which everything is perfect. The word was first used in the book Utopia (1516) by Sir Thomas More.

Even though we are all sitting in a Doctor’s office, and there is still pain and suffering, as individuals, no one was adding to someone else’s discomfort.  Young, old, black, white, blonde, brunette, bald, overweight, underweight….we were all there coexisting.  Peacefully.

That is the kind of world I hope to see my grandchildren raised in.

In the beginning of the post, I said I didn’t know where to start, so I just started typing/rambling.  I actually intended to tell you about my post op visit, but as I “reviewed” yesterdays events in my mind, my foot became very insignificant. I am not going to say anymore about Homecoming, memories, hope for the future etc or even my foot notes…..  I made a funny ( at least in this post)

Instead I want to ask you for your feedback.  Don’t you think the world would be a better place if instead of drawing lines that separate us from one another, we focused more on the common goal of helping everyone “make it”? all making it

18 thoughts on “So….. not what I was expecting…..

  1. This is a lovely message in the end. And yet how often we fail, shamefully comparing our bank accounts, houses, dresses, jobs, children…
    Maybe it’s all utopia, being so optimistic about the future after all we have seen but fuck it. Everything we like is illegal, immoral or impossible, so let’s elaborate of that hope some.

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  2. Yes!!! We definitely need to stop worrying so much about our differences and look more at the things we have in common, mainly that we are all human beings who need love and respect. Like you, my goal is to make each person I interact with feel valued and appreciated. Of course, I’m not always successful because I’m human and don’t always act or speak the way I should, but that’s always my goal. I love this post Grace! Hugs!

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  3. Grace, I can’t even begin to tell you how much I love this post! Yes Yes and Yes a thousand times, I am with you for what the world should be, for how we should all treat each other. I love your photo and everything beautiful and right that is says. I have to believe that the wold can be what we need and dream it can be. I see my nieces and feel so proud of them and of so many kids in their generation who see people, truly see them. I am not being at all articulate, but I hope my sentiment comes through loud and clear.

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  4. Great post Grace! In terms of building a better world for ourselves, my feeling is that acceptance must be at the root of it; we spend too much time, as individuals and nations, arguing over things which are inconsequential. We are all different and we all have good and back within us; if we can accept that I can’t help feeling that life would be a whole lot easier :O) xx

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  5. I can tell you exactly why: every anti-egalitarian I know has the same stupid thought: “everyone but ME is lazy and doesn’t deserve to make it!”

    I’m serious about that. I see the whining every day, heard it all my life from my brothers.

    I haven’t had a lot of time for social media this week but yesterday I was scrolling through FB and saw a friend of mine complaining how EVERYONE was incompetent now (except her, was the inference … not the first time I’ve heard that rant 🙄). Every self-proclaimed conservative in her response feed said something that sounded like this:

    “I KNOW! We’re a dying breed, those of us who really take pride in our work and try to get ahead. And THEY want to take what WE earn and pay for THEIR health care and higher wages?! Only 1 out of 10 of us even EARN what we get NOW!”

    The choir of voices here, in our tribe, we understand. We’re all in this together. Life is hard, but there are ways to make it better for all of us. But those others … they think most humans aren’t worthy of their empathy.

    So we get what we have now, instead. And I don’t need to tell you what I think about that. 😉

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