One time when I was little I was with Mom at Grandma C's house, and she allowed me to help with the dishes. She always had beautiful china, etc. that she used every day. On my way across the room to replace the dish on the shelf---crash! It slipped out of my fingers and broke. I was sick inside and paralyzed with fear. My mom immediately started to apologize for my error, and Grandma said, "Oh Anne, it's just a dish!" She very sweetly helped me clean it up and thanked me for helping with the dishes. I hope I never forget the way I was treated--I think it's a great thing to "pay it forward," don't you? My motto: Just remember it all eventually ends up in the land fill anyway. (the stuff). The way we treat people and the way we are treated is what stays.
Wednesday, July 31, 2013
Back Over Here
Okay after a long long hiatus and blogging with a different server, I have returned to Blogspot. It's free and I can't seem to manage all my different websites, etc. so I am simplifying my life. More later.
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