Ah, yes, Halloween is here…every child's favorite day. When else can they dress up in costumes (unless they are like our grandson, Patrick, who has a closet full of costumes or our granddaughter, Ally, who dresses in costume every day) and go from house to house getting candy…..CHOCOLATE…..just by saying "trick or treat…" It should be a worry free day, but we all know that years ago this day was tainted by sick people whose main purpose was to harm children….with poison and razors and glass in candy. Seriously SICK people. And so, our little fairy princesses and wolverines come home with their goody bags, and we parents (and grandparents) must go through piece by piece, making sure each piece has not been tainted. I wish I could put a protective shield around each one of our grandchildren so that they would never, ever come in harm's way.
So, as each little transformer or princess or ghoul or witch come to our door I hand them wonderful chocolate, and, at the same time, say a silent prayer that they will never know harm.
Have you ever gone shopping for clothes and just wanted to SCREAM……LEAVE ME ALONE!
Such was the case a few days ago when I had to return some gift items. I won't say the name of the store, but I can tell you it's expensive….and the clothes are fabulous.
Now, when I go into a department store, I prefer to search on my own. If I have any questions, I promptly ask a sales representative. And I've NEVER had a personal shopper. Get the picture?
A young woman approached me as soon as I entered the store, almost ran into me actually.
"Do you know about our sales?" (followed by her rattling off 40% off this …. %off that)
"What exactly are you looking for?"
"What size are you..hmmm, medium?Large?" THAT DID IT! I wear a size 8 and sometimes a 6!!!! She's lucky I didn't step on her toes…or something like that!
I told her I was "just looking." (hoping she'd leave me alone) I walked over to a rack of clothes and out of the corner of my eye I could see this "looming" presence. When I turned around she was in my face. She did this again and again ….wanted to show me what was available. (and I wanted to SCREAM…..
"DONT'CHA SEE I'M PERFECTLY CAPABLE OF WALKING AROUND FROM RACK TO RACK?????"
But, I didn't…..I took a deep breath and continued to browse. Eventually I left that store, items returned but nothing purchased.
I wonder if there are times when I am in another person's face….out of bounds….
And so, putting it in perspective, trying to connect it (the lesson learned) to my everyday life, I will make a conscious effort to respect the space of others….read their body language….and just let them be!!!!!
As I was out walking today I stopped to take this picture. I love this season….it takes my breath away on days like today. The changes in colors, the gentle winds, the smell of fireplaces heating up, squirrels scurrying about hiding nuts for the long winter ahead, the crunch of leaves under my feet…indeed, it is my favorite time of year. When I awake during this season I love to open the shades and see how many more colors have emerged.
Our little one, Meggan, also loved fall. In fact she and I used to take long walks, kicking up the leaves, talking non stop. How I miss her. But each time I walk outside I remember our talks, her voice, the brilliant color of her hair, her large blue eyes, her incredible smile. With every leaf that falls, I call her name...
Our hearts lift up those who are being/ and have been, victims of Domestic Violence. During the month of October we are asked to pray for these victims.
We are called to be tolerant of one another BUT domestic violence should never be tolerated. People who are in these situations tend to believe that they deserve it, or that they aren't worthy of a normal, healthy relationship, that somehow they are the cause of the abuse they receive. If you know of anyone who is in the midst of such abuse, what will you do?
Call the police?
Call the family?
We cannot continue to condone or turn a deaf ear to those who are victims. We are "called" to love and protect one another.
Thank God for the serenity prayer! I came home from a lovely, albeit hectic, day, happy about the day. I met friends for breakfast, then had the privilege of meeting a family and helping them plan the funeral for their loved one. Later, a meeting for those of us who are involved in care to the sick, mass, helping out with domestic violence awareness, and finally a lovely dinner of appreciation from our deacon and clergy.
The frustration came when I opened an email regarding a funeral. The deceased had specifically asked for a certain cantor. If we are to minister to people it is THEIR needs we meet, not the needs of others. Suffice it to say an individual in a place of authority didn't "get it." Didn't want to disappoint someone else. And so I pray, "God grant me the serenity to accept things I cannot change…..courage to change the things I can….and the wisdom to know the difference…."
Lord, I pray, please give me a peaceful solution…and settle the frustration I feel for this family as well as for the individual(s) who are not thinking of the people who matter in this. It's almost like speaking a different language. The language of love and concern for others is universal and should never be compromised.
Rusty married her high school sweetheart, Jim. They have four children and seven adorable