Thanks for ENRICHMENT, the people who'll spare a smile in my direction,share a story with me though we're strangers.
Thanks for SINCERITY, I love that and even the word itself.
Thanks for not giving up on me when I already had.
Thanks for allowing me in your life.
Thank you for your concern, caring.
Thank you to the folks who may not know it but give me a sense of purpose.
Thanks for the guy on the corner who asks me for a buck every time I cross, you think you're just taking. But you're giving. I see your smile and it gives back to me tenfold.
Thanks for the people who do not judge.
Thanks for the people who touch my heart and give me my tears, you make me feel so human.
The list goes on and on.Practically endlessly.
I just finished reading Shelley's 2nd autobiography. What impressed me about it it most was, yeah, it was pretty funny and I like that she didn't ever seem to take herself too seriously. But the main thing was how she lived, that she was still frugal even with so much money. Also that she didn't play parts just for mega bucks. She preferred doing plays and traveling with whatever play she was into at the time and refusing big money offers for her passion of plays. That's pretty admirable!Last week I got done with Soul of a Lion about the rancher turned animal guardian,owner of Harnas in Namibia, Marieta van der Merwe.That was also a good book but maybe not so much as Born Free, or Gorillas in the Mist.It's interesting how these women go to such primitive, isolated places in the world to look after wild animals.I guess women need to take care of things, be it dog, cat, baby or gorillas or lions. Getting back to Shelley. Some of her dresses are breath taking, but I noticed she seems to have favored a simple tailored suit for many, many years.I can understand that too.
