Last week I took a client to a science museum in Manchester. As I was fumbling in my purse for change to put in the parking meter, a 30-ish man in a truck pulled up. "Here," he leaned out, handing me a quarter. "If you need it. I saw you looking in your purse." He didn't look sleazy, and I'm no guy magnet, especially with a young person in tow, so I can't pass it off as Macho Truck Man Rescues Beautiful Blonde.
He was kind. Like I want to be kind. When's the last time I saw someone fumbling for change and stopped and gave them some?
Why This Blog Name
I'll never be Pollyanna, but my worldview says that life has purpose, and a happy heart can have a perpetual smorgasbord! This blog is my own little dinner party to celebrate both the obvious and the elusive joys of life.
In its early days, the blog celebrated a life in residential care with a heap of delightful young people. It has morphed with my jobs in social services, communications, and education. Now it peeks in on life overseas, as I learn another language and culture.
Yes, some of the jokes and highlights are "you-had-to-be-there" ones, but many are universal portrayals of human nature, complete with idiosyncrasies. Please come in and enjoy the feast!
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