Spots of Joy

When thinking about happiness, a vision of shiny happy people may pop into most people’s heads. But over the years, life has shown me that the happiest looking people are usually the most sad. Most really good comedians have deep bouts with depression. Often people talk about someone that committed suicide unexpectedly as if they were the happiest people they knew. So smiling all the time is not a good sign of happiness in my opinion.

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Home Of The Brave, Land Of The Free

The overall mood after each school shooting (or any shooting) is different. I remember Columbine in 1999. It was the first one I was old enough to be fully aware of. I remember the feelings of despair, of rage, of disbelief, of frustration, of sadness, of fear. I remember Katie Couric from The Today Show interviewing the survivors the next day. I remember crying with them. I remember I could barely sleep for some time after that day. I remember thinking that something would change, that something would be done, that our leaders would act with swiftness to keep us safe. I remember thinking we lived in the United States of America, and these things were not supposed to happen. We take care of each other. No man left behind. “They” will do whatever is necessary to keep us safe. Continue reading “Home Of The Brave, Land Of The Free”