Sunday, October 03, 2010

Serene Sunday

Yesterday was a bit hectic and neither of us were feeling well. Still I made it to the hospital for my check of the blood thinner I take and to the tailor to pick up the jeans I just had hemmed. I stopped by my parents after that. My Dad sleeps more and more these days. His voice is so weak and I wonder sometimes does he have moments of clarity and realize what has happened to him? He never indicates that he does. He was always as strong as an ox and I will never get used to seeing him so helpless.

Rob and I watched The Blindside on tv. That was a good movie.

I am so saddened at what happened to Tyler Clementi, the young Rutgers student who took his own life. I hope the roommate is prosecuted for a bias crime. He needs to be made an example of. To tape and broadcast ANY sex act of another person is dispicable in itself. To do this to someone, a young man, in this cruel and gayphobic world is even worse.
My heart aches for the family and friends of this talented musician. Bullying also needs to stop. I have a close friend whose son took his own life. He was being bullied and being labeled by others. He was so young but couldn't bare the pain of it all. I wish people could wake up and teach their children to be tolerate and kind of others. My son never heard the slang words which label people. I remember when he went to school coming home and asking what words meant. I told him they were words that he didn't need to know or use, ever. I am proud that he judges people on their actions (meaning how they treat animals and other people) not by their color, ethnicity or sex. He was exposed to all kinds of people and he often chastised others who didn't treat peers respectfully. While other people's goals were to have their child in a prestigious college, mine were to raise a good person who cared about others.

My personal chef, Rob has prepared a dinner that is perfuming the entire house. A pot roast with "ROOT' vegetables.
We both took a short nap today and I have caught up some on my sleep. The weekend as usual has gone too fast but another will be here before we know it. Have a good week.

1 comment:


I hate bullies. In grade school, on my way home I was constantly attacked... had my books knocked out of my hands, got pushed down. It was terrible. I often wonder what kind of people, those kids who hurt me, became. You have a nice weekend.