Smiles

As we begin another week of chaos and confusion, misinformation (Cod Liver Oil for measles???) and outright lies (I know nothing about it), I thought I would lighten the load.  Here are two stories that made me very happy this week.

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Thousands of The Resistance were lining the cross town intersection, east and west, north and south on Saturday.  Up on the adjacent hill, directly across from the Tesla dealership, were dozens of protesters holding a giant American flag.  Horns were honked, motorcyclists clad in black leather and tattoos revved their engines, fists were raised in solidarity.  

I stopped by for a while, since my sign was still in my car.  I saw this sign 

and it brought me back to Thursday's demonstration outside Juan Ciscomani's office.  A gentleman holding a similar sunflower sign (did you know that the sunflower is the Ukrainian national flower?) smiled at my Slava Ukraine poster.  I said No, I don't speak the language but my DIL has family in Dnipro (which had endured bombing that morning) and before I knew it he was handing me this glass heart, 

clasping it in my hands, smiling into my eyes.

I didn't feel so alone any more.

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"What should I pick - rocket lettuce, mizumi, red leaf - it's a hard choice"

Look at that smile.  Look at those radish leaves in the front corner.  Look at that huge radish in her hand.

She will be the first to tell you that those are HER radishes and that SHE planted them.  She's been announcing those facts to everyone who stops by the All You Can Eat lettuce in the other half of the raised bed for weeks.  

She was very very very patient as she waited for them to mature.  On Friday, she harvested three of them, one to share with those in the garden, one to take home, and one to take to her teacher.

Look at that smile and imagine the hug that went with it as she left the garden.  My heart (and my ribs) felt every bit of the Thank You.

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Okay.

Do you feel a little bit better now?

Time to face the world.

Sorry about that.