Random Acts of Kindness Award

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Thank you, MwsR, for nominating me for this award, which is given to someone who has shown kindness to another blogger or to the Word Press community. I am surprised and humbled by this honor. Thank you!

The rules are:

1- Tell who you nominate and why.

2= Copy and share the picture that shows the award, posted above.

3- Share a paragraph of something that impacted your own life in the way of receiving kindness or how you extended kindness to someone else.

4- Nominate anyone or share to your own page. If you so choose to Participate. Tag or pingback to the original person who nominated you, or the original post.

Kindness given to me:

Two years ago, I underwent nearly seven weeks of daily radiation for breast cancer. One of my neighbors, a woman I barely knew, called me every few days to offer help in whatever way I needed. I’m not one to talk about my problems, including health, nor do I ask for or accept help. Nevertheless, she continued to call. I think it was in the fourth week of radiation that the fatigue set in, compounded by lost sleep caused by the pain of radiation burns. One morning, as I was trying to work up the strength for my daily half-hour drive to the cancer center, my neighbor called. I finally broke down and told her about my fatigue, pain, and concern about my ability to continue driving myself to my treatment. She immediately offered to drive me every day, starting on the next day, and enlisted another neighbor to drive me that day. For the next three weeks, this woman I hardly knew gave up two to three hours daily to help me get to and from my appointments. We became good friends and, if she were on WordPress, I would certainly nominate her for this award!

Nominees:

My nominees have been consistently encouraging and helpful to me and to others, both in their comments and in the types of posts they write. they are:

Spoonie the wide-eyed wanderer

Natalie The Darkest Tunnel

Fritzie Life Travel Soul

Michelle MwsR Writings (I know it’s unusual to nominate the creator of an award. And I’m absolutely positive she didn’t create it with the idea that someone would give her the award. But, really, don’t you all think she deserves it?)

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Song Lyric Sunday — Dancing in the Street

Finally! It’s Sunday and time for my favorite prompt of the week: Helen Vahdati’s Song Lyric Sunday. This week’s theme is “street.”

Martha Reeves and the Vandellas’ “Dancing in the Street” has been my favorite summer song since I first heard it when it was released in 1964. Written by Marvin Gaye, William “Mickey” Stevenson, and Ivy Jo Hunter, this is a song that makes your feet start dancing, whether the rest of your body wants to or not. I dare you not to dance!

“Dancing In The Street“
Calling out around the world
Are you ready for a brand new beat
Summer’s here and the time is right
For dancing in the street

They’re dancing in Chicago (dancing in the street)
Down in New Orleans (dancing in the street)
In New York City (dancing in the street)

All we need is music, sweet music
There’ll be music everywhere
There’ll be swinging, swaying, and records playing
Dancing in the street

Oh, it doesn’t matter what you wear
Just as long as you are there
So come on, every guy, grab a girl
Everywhere around the world

They’ll be dancing (dancing in the street)
They’re dancing in the street (dancing in the street)

It’s an invitation across the nation
A chance for folks to meet
There’ll be laughing, singing, and music swinging
Dancing in the street

Philadelphia, P-A (dancing in the street)
Baltimore and D.C. now (dancing in the street)
Can’t forget the Motor City (dancing in the street)

All we need is music, sweet music
There’ll be music everywhere
There’ll be swinging, swaying, and records playing
Dancing in the street

Oh, it doesn’t matter what you wear
Just as long as you are there
So come on, every guy, grab a girl
Everywhere around the world

They’re dancing
They’re dancing in the street (dancing in the street)
Way down in L.A. (dancing in the street)
Every day, they’re dancing in the street (dancing in the street)
Let’s form a big, strong line (dancing in the street)
Get in time, we’re dancing in the street (dancing in the street)
Across the ocean blue (dancing in the street)
Me and you, we’re dancing in the street

Reblog: Always Remember I Love You

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By Robina Rader

I may forget.
In a cruel game of hide and seek,
hard-earned knowledge and a lifetime of memories
prove ever more elusive.

I get confused in parking lots,
can’t find things in my kitchen,
get lost in the middle of a thought.
Doors are closing in my mind,
locking me out – out of my past, out of my self.

And worst of all, the day will come
when I look at you with blank eyes
and push you away, unaware
that I love you.
So promise that you will remember
when I forget.

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Deep Thoughts

You can see the old man hates posing for pictures. He has learned to camouflage his hatred, looking at the camera so intensely that he seems to be reading your soul. In reality though, he doesn’t notice the camera or your soul or you. His mind is focussed on some problem that none of us will ever understand. Something like, if the whole is greater than the sum of its parts, then two plus two can equal five. Eureka!

79 words. Written in response to The Haunted Wordsmith’s “Worth A Thousand Words” photo prompt of Einstein. Photo credit ParentRap @ Pixabay.com.

Disclaimer: Any expression of science or mathematics is likely incorrect, since I’m a word person, not a numbers person.