IT TAKES ALL KINDS, my Mother used to say.
Hey, ja’hear the one about . . .?
You know how you get all kinds of email junk FWD’d to you every day from well-intentioned friends? It’s like spam that’s endorsed (vs. unsolicited, which is much easier to delete).
There are the emails and attachments from “the guys” who have somehow convinced themselves that you are the perfect compatriot to share piles of what they think are yuck-it-up jokes (that come out of the same distasteful sexist denial closets as Elliot Spitzer and Bill Clinton).
Then there are the “other guys” (sometimes the same ones) who love to bombard you with x-rated porn talk and photos and videos because they get off on it and can’t imagine anyone not being pleased for the viewings.
Oh, yeah, and less offensive but equally weird, there are the schmaltzes who send every dripping piece of Hallmark-style drivel that give you the creepy-crawlys just to scroll through them.
Oh well, it takes all kinds, my Mother used to say (an Irish philosopher, of course!)
Now I’m hardly a prude, and I enjoy a good email joke as much as anybody. I especially love getting emails filled with spectacular photos of spectacular places I know I’ll probably never see otherwise … kind of a National Geographic fetish.
But, you know what, the FWD’d emails I like best are those that make me think.
The best of these that I’ve seen recently (anonymous of course) has provoked me to wrap tonight’s post around it because I think it’s something worth sharing, especially on the advent of our joyous and peace-filled holiday season.
Personally, I try to never use the word “can’t” or “cannot” because I believe everything and anything CAN be done, but this list of 4 stopped me in my tracks. It made me think.
Tell me what YOU think (Click on “No responses yet” or “Comments” below then type in the window, or email with “4 Things” in the subject line to Hal@TheWriterWorks.com . . .
FOUR THINGS
YOU CANNOT RECOVER . . .
1. The stone, after it’s thrown.
2. The word, after it’s said.
3. The occasion, after the loss.
4. The time, after it’s gone.
Put your own spin on this, think about what it means to YOU. Make the conclusion you come to about it work FOR you, not by regretting, but by being kinder than necessary, kinder than you usually are, kinder perhaps than you want to be. Go ahead, try it for the holidays! What have you got to lose? A little kindness? Hmmmmm. halalpiar
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