Wednesday, 10 December 2014

kindness...

... is better than shoes!

I'm writing this after reading some gruesome news from my home country... Yes, I know, I have said many times that I should stop doing this because it is all always bad and it only makes me miserable or angry, both feelings that I do try to avoid consciously... But I did read and I do keep being interested and oh, well... I cannot change who I am...

So I read, not just the article but also the comments from the other readers and I realise that people have lost all kindness! No, really!! Everyone is so quick to accuse, to judge and condemn, to point the finger, to refuse to even accept a shred of doubt about ones "crimes", to throw the criminal in jail and even worse and deny them all rights even those basic human ones...

No, I am not saying that criminals should walk around us free, no, they should be justly tried and if found guilty the should pay back society for the wrongdoing however, hold your horses people, don't be so ready to volunteer for the inquisition, don't have the firing squad all prepared before the trial is over! And even if the accused is guilty, please award them their rights even if your emotions say they are not worth it... judge with logic, not emotion...

A society in my view is being judged not by the way it treats its best members but by the way it treats its worst ones! Even criminals have rights and those should be respected! That's what a society is all about, respecting and protecting everyone's rights and responsibilities, maintaining justice, providing for education, social services, health and yes, punishing crime too. But no crime in my mind is worth the capital punishment, no punishment should be bigger than the crime and justice should be served for all equally and independently! But above all, let's just find it in our hearts to be kind to those who have hurt us, who have hurt the society, stop the vicious circle of violence and give a chance...

I mean, it's almost Christmas, people!!

Tuesday, 4 November 2014

Remember how it's like to be a kid!

If my kindergarten teacher was correct, I never actually was a child... Yep, she had in fact said it to my mom... But I don't think she was right, looking back. At least, I hope she wasn't! No, I was a kid once, even though not an entirely carefree one, not one of those amazing little creatures who look their parents in the eye and exclaim "but... I'm only a kid"! No... Those words never came out of my mouth, for goodness sake no! No, I was responsible! For almost everything! But, a kid nonetheless!

I was innocent. And I was naive! Very naive! And I had happy moments. I did play outside, even if only when we were on our family summer holidays, always in that same little village by the sea. I was a tomboy who spent all morning in the water and run on my bike with the guys all afternoon and played Asterix (we loved the role play, I was the chief's wife, possibly the only point my femininity would be hard to escape) and stayed on the beach almost until midnight, until the sand would feel cold under our bare feet and we could not keep our eyes open anymore... Yet, we would complain anyway when told it was time to go to bed :)

And I was positive and sociable and hopeful and, though I loved to play, I would not "play games", not even when the "game" with the boys started, very late admittedly in my case. No. I was honest, always followed the rules and could never stop saying exactly what I was thinking! I was a kid. And if I could remember more often how it was to be a kid, if I could mentally recreate today, in my 40s, that sense of simplicity and innocence and honesty and belief in all that's good and that everything will be ok eventually, oh, wouldn't that be so much "better than shoes"!! 

Wednesday, 29 October 2014

breakfast...

... is the most important meal of the day, but, as far as I'm concerned, is also better than shoes... but not because it is the most important meal of the day...

I have been silent... I have been sad and angry and despaired even and I have not been able to see anything "better than shoes" lately... but I got tired of mopping around and whining and cursing (although I do have a lot more cursing inside that will come out in the near future I fear...) and I decided to look closer, to pay more attention, to try to discover something "better than shoes" to lift me up and drag me out of my misery... after all, this is why I started this blog, right?

Was not the easiest thing in the world... until I realized that it was there all along, staring me in the face while I was so exhausted I was looking at it but not seeing it... And it is simply the way I start my day! It is my breakfast! No, it is not because of the healthy granola and juice and yogurt and whatnot, no! In fact, as of three days ago I gave up the buttery piece of cake I had been eating every morning in an attempt to cut down on sugar; so my breakfast is just tea with honey... No, it not the food, it is the company!

I have my breakfast at work every day with the same group of my closest friends and it is one of the best moments in my entire day (the other one being spending the evening with my better half cuddling on the sofa... oh! and lunch, sometimes, but not every day)! Those conversations, those comments, the nonsensical and the profound, the hilarious, the vulgar sometimes, the stupid and the highly intelligent but always the true and the comfortable and the cozy and the familiar... what to look forward to! Every working day! The comfort zone that offers the greatest laughs and, really, the best way to start the day, even when it seams impossible to do so... How could I have not seen that it is "better than shoes"?! How silly!