a plea to change direction

(Note: I publish fiction on Sundays but this week, I have a heavy heart and want to say my piece)


an open letter to the truck driving guy in Aurora on Saturday

I know you wanted to be mean, and degrade us, but it just served to settle me into my desire to change directions.


In fact, I'd be happy to start a movement to change directions.


You honked at us for not turning right fast enough at a red light, then roared past once we did, cutting us off at the entry to the highway. The fact that you continuously gave us the middle finger while we all waited to turn was icing on the cake. I sat looking at you flipping us off, and noticed the big American flag decal on your window. It made me wonder what you like about America? Doesn't seem to be the people here. Or the laws of decency or grace.


Not peace, as you spread seeds of anger and discontent.


Your actions saved you nothing as you sat with us waiting for the light to change. Then you roared ahead of other people, cutting in and out causing others to slow down so as not to hit your truck. You left a trail of people who felt disrespected and upset. All we could do was avoid an accident with you, and stare at the American flag on your truck.


Wondering.

What is it you do like about our land? America is it's people not it's landmass. When I was growing up, pledging allegiance each school morning,  we loved it's  Democratic principles, and human rights to self govern, it's ingenuity and contributions to the world in research and development. America's citizens reached out to other citizens of the world in support.  Integrity was important in it's citizens and leaders,  remember Truman, the buck stops here?


When a strong nation is secure they help others to be so too. When a person is strong inside, and has a sense of self, they have little to prove by bullying others. They are too busy living a good life to try to steal power from others. They don't waste their breath on defensiveness or pretense at being the  greatest, they get about the living of a great life.
They do not need to step on others to go higher. They know sowing the seeds of respect, creates a better world in which to live.


You were in a big truck, and were able to bully all the others on our shared road but you looked small in that big truck. You did not uphold America or it's values or citizens. You did nothing to make the world better, you simply took what you wanted. On top of that you were angry while doing it? All with the symbol I hold dear on your truck window.


Change direction please. And quickly before we all forget why we love each other.

need a laugh? I do

I am dealing with the aftermath of rejection. Rejection of my recent challenge quilt from the traveling show.
I also finished my book, Juliet by Anne Fortier. I didn't want to stop reading it and I didn't want it to end.
Anne should stop whatever she is doing now, unless it's writing the next book, and write. No sleeping, no eating, no partying, just writing lots of beautiful mysterious books full of well turned phrases. Anyway, I'm sad on a couple of levels today. 
I am enjoying the videos and when I feel low, I find myself drawn to the tap dancing cow (puttin on the ritz). 
Now this cat loving dog might cheer me up.   In case it doesn't load, try this link http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kI4yoXyb1_M
 Hope you laugh. LeeAnna