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What you look for... you see...
I've all but stopped watching the news, it's pretty much the same story everyday. I've even created my own "version" of the news, I've entitled it, "somebody died, somebody lied and somebody is going to jail"... yes, it's pretty cynical but with just the right touch of humor.
BUT EVERY NOW AND THEN... something wonderful happens. It won't make the news, not many people will care, but I thought I'd just put it out there and see what happens.
And I'd like to add that if you look for greatness, kindness and the strength of humanity in people and yourself... you will find it.
HERE'S THE BACK STORY.
A friend of mine is working a second job at local specialty grocery store. She told me about a co-worker who I think needs to be recognized. This young woman, in her early 20's, she works 2-3 part-time jobs and even babysits in her spare time. Not that unusual, right? Keep reading.
Her "go-to" college choice was Texas Tech University and in her senior year her father had a stroke. So... instead of whining, crying and begging for help... she went to work. And while she was working, she was also going to community college. So now she is ready to begin her studies at UTD (University of Texas Dallas).
I may never meet this person. But I wanted to send out a little energy to her with this blog and say "well done"!!!
There is a lot of talk that our world is pretty much doomed, people suck and so on, but I refuse to bend to that logic or mindset. I think instead that people get tired, or sick and sometimes they get beaten down by the hardships that they weren't prepared for. This is when they need someone to wander by and say "YOU'VE GOT THIS" or keep going. I do think that every now and then you need to offer help and I also think that sometimes you have to ask for help.
So for those of you who are:
working your tail off with no end in sight
overwhelmed by life and love
having difficulty making your dreams come true
I have your back and I believe in you
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I was going to try to write something today so I could articulate how I was feeling about the incident that happened overnight in Dallas. This is where I live, where my children and mother live and it seems that the hate has reached my doorstep. I found this online written by someone I don't know. I wrote her fro permission to re-post and she asked that I remover her name and location but I cannot say anything better than what this person has written
My heart cries this morning....
My former lover/whatever you wanna call him is a cop. An undercover narcotics investigator. He is a tough mother fu#cker. I once wrote a piece about what it was like to watch him strap on the bullet proof vest to go to work. My heart stopped every time. It was 22lbs between the heart I was devoted to and a bullet. He would assure me he was fine. He would see me in 12 hrs. He went off everyday/night. I would sleep in his shirts. I would silently cry from fear. I would roll over and touch his pillow, wondering if I would see him again. every time.
The men and women who wear that shield. They aren't all bad. Most are people who had a calling to serve their community. To make it safe. They don't ask what your race, religion or political affiliation is before they answer a call. They are spat on, called names and hated most of the time.
He would come back home. I would ask 'How was your day.' His response was always the same. 'The bad guys didn't win today. I came home to you' See. That's the thing, that's how he saw it. Every time he got to take off that vest was another day he made it through.
The bad guys didn't win. The bad guys didn't care there was someone home waiting, that he had children of his own, that he like to fish and go surfing. That he cried for the things that he saw, his heart breaking for every young life lost to a sea of violence and drugs.
He would ask himself 'what can I do to help? How can I make a change?' Because you don't hear about those cops. The ones that actually care. Because that's a fluff piece for the media. It's not scandalous enough that a man would have his child and his girlfriends children making 200 bag lunches he can bring to the poor neighborhood he works in to hand out to anyone who needed it. Who wants to hear about that? Or that there are partners and children waiting at home for those cops, that love them and need them. Lovers that roll over to touch an empty pillow.
I was not strong enough to remain one of those partners. Among other things, it was his job that ended us.
When given an ultimatum to choose, he chose his job. Keeping the public safe, over me. Because that is who he is. Yes. There are bad cops. It's like any other career. But for every bad cop, there are so many more that are great. That are devoted to your community. That will answer, no question asked, when you call.
My heart is breaking today. For all the partners who's cop didn't make it home in Dallas. And everywhere else.
It's time for us to stop hating and create some real solutions to our divided world, unequal living and our complete lack of tolerance and respect for those who appear to be different than you and I, they aren't.
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