You Are Beautiful

"NOBODY'S UGLY
after 2am"
-license plate, front

It is

I've always felt great joy and pride when a baby, toddler, child chose to play with me or sit in my lap over anyone else in the room. As if it spoke to my good character or fun factor. But no matter what, the mom always won. If she came around, I was quickly abandoned by my tiny comrade. I always thought it must be truly wonderful to be a little being's number one. And now I can say beyond a shadow of a doubt, it is.

Thoughts

A couple of weeks ago I was waiting for a green light at a very busy intersection. I watched a man make a left turn while actively texting. He did not look up the entire duration of the turn. His car was plastered with driver's education decals and stickers.

As I made a left turn through a busy intersection yesterday, I noticed a man standing in the median. His shirt said, "EVERY DAMN DAY."  I liked it.

I think of my uncle often. I am still angry about his death. He was loved. He suffered alone for so many days after his first stroke. He was sent home from work showing symptoms. Why did no one call us?  Why did they allow my uncle to spend his last days alone when he had so many who loved him? Could he have lived if found sooner? I hate it.