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I’ve done plenty because it is at the core of my existence. Being kind I mean. I’ve brought small bouquets of flowers to lonely neighbors, mostly women, who are living alone in this village and that small gesture brings a spark of light back in their eyes. I usually help when it is needed and I tend to put myself out there and often to my own detriment.

One act of kindness that stands out is my offer of help to a young family who had lost the mainstay of their family to suicide. I didn’t know her well but her son and mine were friends. She was a vet and they had a good life going or so we thought. I recall the week before the incident. We talked on my front stoop and she told me they were heading to Prague for the holidays and when they get back our two boys could meet up and have a playdate.

A week later, my son had his friends over but that little boy was missing. I asked where he was and the boys kept saying, “His mom is gone!” I was puzzled so I called and found out the sad news. I wasn’t close to them but somehow this caring within me kicked in and I offered help. The father accepted. I was there at the funeral and it was a sad one. No one could understand why she had done what she did. There had been no signs whatsoever.

Anyway, the father asked if I could look after the little boy after the funeral, he needed time alone. I agreed and took him home with me. He stayed for two or perhaps three days, I can’t recall now. I would catch him staring into space not understanding but somehow knowing that his life had changed. I recall giving him hugs and saying, “Everything will be alright.” My son kept him occupied but the strange thing, I would break into tears for no apparent reason. Perhaps, it was the sadness of the situation or something else, I don’t really know.

I know that the boy still remembers the kindness that was shown to him. He is a young man now studying in Scotland. He has done well and his mom would be so proud of him. When we do meet and when our eyes touch, I see that he still remembers the kindness that was offered to him. It was a small gesture from my end but it helped him when he needed it most and sometimes that is what kindness is about.

Daily writing prompt

Write about a random act of kindness you’ve done for someone.

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Didn’t I just answer this question a couple of days ago? Oh well, here we go. This is hard and you’ve got to be good with description to do this one. Let’s see if I can pull this one off.

I had a blind friend in high school and we were close. One day he wanted to know how I looked like. So he placed his hands on my face and went over the contours and I guess he got a pretty good idea. This here is different.

Okay, I’m petite with long dark hair. Some say that my hair is my best feature but I say it is my smile. I smile with my eyes and my laugh is contagious. Of course that is hard to convey to someone who can’t see me but perhaps you hear it in my voice! My skin is soft and smooth or at least that is what I was told not too long ago when a friend touched my arm to look at it and went, “Whoa! You’re one of those!” I looked confused and he said, “The ones with soft skin.” That, my friend, comes with putting a lot of care into keeping it that way.

My eyes are almond-shaped and add the long dark hair and I have this exotic look going. I am slim, almost skinny. I lost a lot of weight when I accompanied the friend to his deathbed but I’ve gained some of it back. I guess that about completes the picture of me. Attractive? I don’t think so but I’ve been told I am. That about sums it up for this question, next one please!

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How would you describe yourself to someone who can’t see you?

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The last couple of days haven’t been typical meaning that it hasn’t been normal with nothing much happening.

Most days are normal. The routine never changes and it flows with the same old stuff. Slow wake ups, a lazy breakfast in bed, hugs and kisses from Chachi, the cat, and listening to the birds creating a symphony outside my bedroom window. Just routine stuff, nothing out of the ordinary and the day follows with more of the same.

However, a routine check up last week had me scrambling. The check up itself was nothing special, everything ok according to the doctor but they needed a blood sample just to be sure. I could check the results online they told me. A few days later I did just that. Everything seemed normal except for one reading. It had a medical name so I Googled it. My heart constricted in my throat and I knew that this wasn’t normal. A few days later, the doctor called. He wanted to see me. I asked, “Anything bad?”

He said, “No, I just need to talk to you.” That didn’t settle the uneasiness I was feeling.

I showed up at his office and he smiled. “How are you doing?” he asked.

“I’ll tell you after you tell me what is wrong.”

He said the one reading showed abnormality and it needed further checking out. “What kind of checking out? Something painful?” Pain and me don’t go well together. He said it would be similar to what I had before but with radiation! What?!! He continued ignoring the panic on my face. “I would suggest that you get it checked out just to be sure.”

That set the wheels in motion. I went into a deep dive. My emotions have been doing a roller coaster ride ever since. What if it is something serious? I won’t know until they check me out and I hate that radiation part. I’m a health nut and I hate anything foreign invading my body but I have no choice in the matter. It needs to be done.

No, I can’t control the outcome. I can only control my reaction to this unwanted and unforeseen circumstance. So I’m upping my yoga practice, taking walks in nature and TRYING not to think about the worst case scenario. It’s not easy but I’m trying and that is all I can do. Life is unpredictable as I’ve said here many times before and this is one of those times.

Typical has nothing to do with it.

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Was today typical?

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How would I describe myself? Physically, I come in a petite package. Slim, fit, and still able to fit in a size 4 jeans! I suppose that comes from the workouts I torture myself with!

My hair is dark and very long. I was told many times that I have the prettiest hair around, some say I still do but it doesn’t matter anymore. I’m all about the inner beauty now. What else? I have almond-shaped eyes, small features and a great smile. That last part gets me second glances and or looks or it could be something else entirely! Attractive? I’ve been told I am but here again, who cares? I’m touting the inner beauty part of me these days.

Emotionally, I’m a wreck at times. At other times, I’ve got it altogether. I have a good head on my shoulders, a kind heart and a giving personality. I’ve been told that I’m complicated and they (the men) may be right. If complicated means you can’t get to first base no matter how hard you try then you are absolutely right. I don’t fall for just anyone and getting anywhere with me is like going through an obstacle course, too many and way too hard to get across! I agree that I’m complicated but the prize at the end might just be worth it, if you’re looking for someone who knows what she wants and has a lot to offer. So call me complicated all you want, who cares is my retort!

Get the picture? Strong-willed, complicated, strong willpower, except for cheesecake, a mind of my own, intelligent, accomplished and a powerhouse where vocabulary is concerned, add atrractive to that and you might just have the whole package or a horror in the making! You decide.

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How would you describe yourself to someone?

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What a question but I’ll give it a go. First of all, I wouldn’t bring any of them back! They are a thing of the past and I hope they stay there.

Triceratops, Tyrannosaurus, Brontosaurus, and T-Rex, we’ve had them all and more. Dinosaurs were my son’s favorite things to play with when he was 7 or 8 years of age. They were miniature forms but still they seemed larger than life as they sat all over the place in his playroom and when he finally got tired of them, he boxed them up and they are still up there because he refuses to give them away. He says, “My kids might want them so I’m saving them.”

His kids? He does the same with his books and other stuff and you’ve guessed it, they are all sitting up there waiting for one of his kids to show up and take interest! It is going to be some time before that happens or at least I hope so!

Anyway, I wouldn’t bring any of them back. Some are cute and some are downright scary but why do that when the world is a better place since dinosaurs roamed the earth? Onwards and forwards, I say, and the past can stay in the past for all I care.

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If you could bring back one dinosaur, which one would it be?

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I might just pack up my bags for that! Where to? Sri Lanka would be my destination or Grenada for that matter. Both are fabulous places and they have everything I would be in interested in.

Nature, beautiful beaches, great food and friendly people. However, my first choice would be the pearl of the Indian Ocean. I would definitely try out the Ayurveda wellness retreats, they are said to be the best in the world. A week of doing nothing stressful is appealing and meditation under the stars and getting all those wonderful massages would be definitely something I would want to do and give my “recluse” life a boot out the door for a little while at least.

Grenada is a Caribbean island and it is known as the Spice Isle. The country’s most popular spice is the nutmeg but it has various other spices as well. Besides that, it has natural landscapes, lush rain-forests, stunning beaches, 49 white sand beaches and nine black sand beaches, and add to that the gorgeous waterfalls and the friendly locals and you’ve got a dream vacation on your hands.

Those are my two picks and if it ever happens, winning those two free plane tickets, I might just consider giving up this paradise where I’m at to one that is closer to water! I’ve always loved water, I grew up on an island and I do miss the sound of the waves and the starlit skies at night.

Fingers and toes crossed!

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If you won two free plane tickets, where would you go?

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There is no real story behind my nickname. It just came to be and one day someone decided that Tia seemed to fit me and it stuck. Or perhaps, it’s because I have this exotic look about me. Whatever the case maybe, it is what I go by.

The name itself has several origins and meanings. In Spanish and Portuguese, it means aunt. In Greek, Tia is related to the name Theia, a goddess of sight and the blue sky and it also means “goddess” or “godly.” In Haida mythology, it represents the goddess of peaceful death.

I don’t think the person who gave me that name had “goddess” in mind. I was a little rascal and so I think it was a mere slip of the tongue that set well with me. Tia it was and still is.

Daily writing prompt

What’s the story behind your nickname?

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