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a daily breath...
A thought du jour, my daily breath includes collected and conceived observations, questions of life, fortune cookie philosophies, reminders, messages of peace and simplicity, unsolicited advice, inspirations, quotes and words that got me thinking. They may get you thinking too . . .
Gentle thoughts, harshly
written on whatever
scrap of paper available.
This is your life.
This is an attempt to
make sense or make do
with the scattered bits of
information that float
to the surface of a
What is of one’s concern
need not translate into a
narrative easily understood
by others. You may not
fully comprehend its true
meaning yourself, at least
not in one sitting.
Give yourself the time.
You need to find the clarity
you need. A daunting task…
you need not ask for any
opinions from others, Each
of us sees things differently.
Today I sit with a stack of blank holiday cards in front of me, and a dog-eared address book full of names, phone numbers and/or addresses from across the globe.
The names are familiar, and the extent to which I know each person varies in time and in depth. Yet, with each name, there is a friendship shared but not acknowledged as often as it should be.
A Christmas card allows me an opportunity. I will write messages of varying length to the people on my list to acknowledge the season as well as the person.
The true meaning of friendship goes beyond words.
I'm like a pencil;
Still I write.
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logical and chronological
I’m tired of the flimsy arguments, disjointed facts, blatant lies and conspiracy theories surrounding the COVID-19 vaccine. I’ve had my fill of the ludicrous claims and insipid internet-inspired insensitivity of the anti-vaxers.
I’m getting my third shot today; another jab; a booster, if you will.
It’s necessary: that’s what the science says. Quite frankly, that’s good enough for me.
Thunk about it.
One year ago we were firmly set in the second wave of this coronavirus in Canada. There was a major lockdown in Ontario with businesses shuttered and movement was restricted. The only hope, then, was a vaccine which was finally administered here late last December.
During this period, and beyond, most of us masked up, diligently remained socially distant, and stayed home. What has happened since then provides overwhelming proof that vaccines work.
In my country — in my province particularly — we have witnessed the COVID-19 case count and the corresponding death rate drop considerably and substantially since the vaccine(s) were introduced and more and more people have been vaccinated.
With Ontario cases now edging upwards (again) with the spread of the Delta variant, the cases are mainly among those who have not yet been vaccinated. . . or those who refuse to be vaccinated.
They have just begun vaccinating the 5 to 11 age category in this country, and all that can do is help us reach the herd immunity that will help counter the herd mentality of the ignorant and unknowing who have decided this whole pandemic thing is a hoax.
I’m not interested in hearing any more of the bullshit. This virus is deadly.
I’m getting my booster shot today and expect I’ll get another one in a year’s time. I’m almost convinced it will be like the flu shot I’ve been getting every year (including this one).
I have been vaccinated, as required, for any disease science deemed worthy of a vaccine since before I could make that decision for myself.
I consider myself fortunate to have access to vaccines throughout my lifetime; especially today.