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Memories in the Needles
For Karen, knitting isn’t just a hobby; you can see the connections and relationships to people in her life in the patterns of colors she creates. When I wear my gray knitted hat by her, I am reminded of kindness and generosity. When her co-worker adorns her summer tank top, she thinks of friendship and creativity. When Karen’s niece picks out her accessories to prepare for the cold Michigan winters, she feels it necessary to warn people, “I am particular because my aunt and grandma are knitters.” The way she says “knitters” is with a capital “K”.
By Kristy Loxton9 years ago in Humans
Answers From Your Inner Child
Think back to a place in time... You're five years old, and you're looking at the sky in amazement. "Why is the sky blue?" We've ALL asked that question as a child – I'm pretty sure. For some of us the answer was: "Because God made it that way," or "Because that's the colour the universe made it.," or maybe it was: "because that's the sky fairies favourite color today;" or "I don't know! Ask your teacher!" But none of it mattered really to you... the big simple picture was this sole fact: The sky was blue. And it was big. And it was...AMAZING!
By Hope Martin9 years ago in Humans
Mindful Words
Today I was at my Dad's church for service. Lots of things happened, that I don't really feel the need to go into, but one of the things done during the service was filling out this pledge with our names. This pledge said "_________________ promises to continually learn and seek to inspire others in Christ," or something to that effect. I look at this sheet of paper that sorta looks like an award from elementary or middle school with a large blank where we are meant to write our names. I, as a genderfluid individual, have two names: the name I choose to go by and the name I was given.
By Danni Greer9 years ago in Humans
The Positive and the Negative
I am, by nature, a stoic, sardonic person. I don’t outwardly exhibit a great deal of emotion (I’m laughing on the inside, true story) but I have always had a knack for presenting myself with a cutting wit, something I think comes from also being a naturally intelligent person.
By D. Gabrielle Jensen9 years ago in Humans
Today I Folded the Towels "Wrong"
I've been folding towels one particular way for nearly 20 years. Not today. Today I folded them "wrong." It may seem ridiculous or arbitrary something as insignificant as the "right" way to fold a towel but for me, the method of towel folding was something that kept me safe.
By Claudia Sanders9 years ago in Humans
Once, Twice, Three Times a Lady!!!
I am an OLD man. I am merely 61 years old. Okay, I am not a fossilized redwood tree, but I have been around the block so much that I am almost dizzy. My head, however, is still connected and very functional. So, now, I will begin.
By Maurice Bernier9 years ago in Humans
Your Birthday Isn't Important
I have a poor relationship with my birthday. It doesn’t mean a thing to me; it never did. No one ever really cared for mine, apart from my family, of course. No one went out of their way to make sure I was remembered. And I didn’t like telling anyone because to me, surely, if I was important to any extent, I and my birthday would be remembered without question. I get it, people forget things, but my mum made a list of all my old primary school “friends” (it’s complicated) and their birthdays so we made sure I didn’t forget them. But everybody else was apparently remembered and celebrated by their friends, so why not me?
By Bushra Shahriar9 years ago in Humans
Let Us Make Man
I have held many titles and positions over my professional career and personal life. One of my most rewarding titles is a Servant Leader; any good effective leader must be a servant first. I have no shortage of confidence but no self-aggrandizement either. Additionally, I have an abundance of gratitude to those trail blazers who came before me; and I acknowledge, my help comes from above.
By Marcel Dozier9 years ago in Humans
