The Basket Lady
In the Good Humor Town, the end of another week has rolled around. What are your busy plans for this new day?
As you check off your list of things to do; it only takes a moment or two, to show someone a kindness; like a mirror, reflected back to you.
Here’s one for the dogs…woof! Woof!
Canine kindness comes in all sizes, large to small and some of our canine friends come along at just the right time when we need to heal our broken hearts or bodies. I’ve met a few of those special canines like Bridgette, Clancy, Daisy, Sadie, Pika, Sunny, Tracker, Joann’s Malamutes and sweet Lily.
Though Lily is just a pup and small in size,
Lily Barrieau is very wise.
She’s learning lessons, as dogs do,
But they make sense for people, too.
A bit of wisdom, treat-sized tips
On life and play and true friendships.
Here’s a best friend’s good advice-
Lily’s golden rules for life!
“Whelp, barks lily, even a pup messes up and makes a mistake or two so in that case, what’s a dog to do?”
“Just look the dog or person in the eye and say, 'I’m sorry,' and here’s the reason why-buried inside every mistake are the words you need to make things better, you just have to find them. Keep digging. And when you do, apologize and take responsibility. Don’t give excuses or blame others. If someone apologizes to you, try to forgive-and forget. A good friend doesn’t dig up the past and a good belly rub along with a treat for your canine friend is always appreciated, too.”
The following angels in training have shown a kindness to the basket lady and she’s most grateful: Irene Bilodeau, Lorraine Nadeau, Dr. Petrona Manasseh, Dr. Duvel, Jeff Leonards, John and Louise Marcellino, Sue Ellen Richardson, Joyce Saisi, Carol Emery, Kevin Frost, Lucy and Joe Morin, Lori Grassette, Lem and Marge Cissel. And to the special angel that found my eyeglasses at the Rumford Hospital and turned them in for me, a great big big thank you! Kindness not only counts but it adds up.
Carlene Robinson, a question for you, have you seen Bob? If you do see Bob, tell him to say hello to his brother Bob, Uncle Bob, father Bob and his mother Bobette. That’s our little inside joke. Those of us, who know Bob, know that Bob isn’t his real name. We just call him Bob anyway. Bob doesn’t mind-he just goes bobbing along with us. Ha-ha.
I am a valuable and important person, worthy of the respect of others.
I am a total success in all that I do.
I am kind, compassionate and gentle with myself.
I have pride in my past performance, and a positive expectation of the future.
We miss you every day, Dot Sanchas!
Until then, smile and live in the present.