I believe.

Since I got back from the gym I spent the morning cleaning.
It feels like spring. No, more.
Flannelet sheets needed to come off.
Nooks and crannies feel the sunshine we have been missing for months.
The yard needed tending to and the sunshine made me more than willing.
Did you know I'm wearing short shorts today?
Yes short shorts.
It's just that bloody magnificent.

Greenie shadowed me being ever so helpful. Sometimes I have to remind myself he's only three.
I don't know how I lucked out in getting two children who just want to be with me, to do things that impress me, who so rarely fight me. I did though and I need to remind myself of that more often.

Nap time rolled around. We finished up our tasks and just as I went to turn off the radio I have blaring because I'm just a generous neighbour like that, this song came on.



A song I've heard thousands of times before and thought "Gee that's a really nice song. Gutsy, in a different way." But never more.
Today though, I felt it. It reached into this little heart of mine and instead of coming here to upload a ready to go post I had to type.

Let's pretend we're just two people and you're not better than me.

This world, yeah, it has cruelty, but I feel it mostly has good. People don't want to see other's suffering.

Thing is, your thoughts are only as good as your actions.
Did you know that?
What's the point of thinking that the person who just passed you is pretty and not telling them?
Try it!
You don't know how many people think badly about how they look.

We're not dumb and we're not blind.

What's the point of thinking your friend is struggling with her new baby and leaving her to ask you for help because you don't want to interfere?
Interfere!
Don't ask her if she needs help, just do it. Come around and bring her favourite food and just hang out, or take her baby for a walk or something, anything you think she would need.

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?

What's the point of seeing a friend struggle to make ends meet and thinking that it must be really hard on them.
It is!
If you can't help out financially invite them over for a meal. Do you know how much a meal for a family costs? How much you could save them by doing that a few times? You would hardly feel the difference and I promise you, they won't forget that and will probably cry when they get home from how much you've helped them.

How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?

I'd never want to be in a leadership position for a country.
It would be so hard.
I don't think that politics is just people spinning bullshit. I think it's a delicate balancing act with everyone shouting from the sidelines what they want you to do without having felt the load first.

You're the president.
Not some person sitting in some fancy house.

Dear Mr. President,
You'd never take a walk with me.
Would you?

I believe people are good.
We're just lazy.

*I don't know how she sings it without crying. Honestly, one of the most beautiful songs.*