Through Rose Coloured Glasses
Do you know what the hottest accessory is for April? It is the Canadian Cancer Society’s Daffodil Pin. It is made up of the Cancer Society’s yellow daffodil symbol re-styled onto a very attractive pin. The daffodil pin is proudly displayed on lapels and jackets. They are available in many locations throughout the month of April and are sold by donation.
When I was growing up on our family farm, one of our neighbors, Ronny, was a bachelor who lived by himself in the house that had once belonged to his parents. By the time I was about half-way through elementary school, he met and married a widow with two children, and went on to have two more children of his own.
This Wednesday is Pink Shirt Day in Saskatchewan. This is a day set aside to bring attention to bullying and to celebrate respect. Throughout our province and in our city, many people including civic leaders, office workers and teachers and students show their opposition to bullying by wearing pink shirts. It is a visual way in which to remind people to be kind to each other and that bullying is harmful. Education is important to the prevention of this type of abuse, and Pink Shirt Day is a time to have conversations about this issue and to teach people how to prevent bullying and what to do if they witness it.
I love the concept of “random acts of kindness” – doing something for someone you may or may not know and doing so for no other reason than to share an act of kindness. Random acts of kindness or “raks” as they are known, have become popular over the past few years. Even a small gesture of kindness counts as a rak. This is a win-win situation, as both the person receiving and the person doing the random act of kindness experience enjoyment and satisfaction.
It seems that over the past few years, I have attended too many funerals of people who have passed away far too young. This week-end, we said our farewell to yet another person who had so much life left to live and so much joy to spread. Debbie was not someone I saw very often, but when we ran into each other, she was always smiling and was always excited about something or other that was happening in her life. Whether it was stopping in at my office to pick up yet another one of our fund-raising cook-books, or shopping for plants at a greenhouse, it seemed everything was a reason for Debbie to be happy and excited about. There was something about Debbie that made you smile just thinking about her. I became friends with her sister-in-law, Stacey, and because of that friendship, I had the opportunity to see Debbie a little more often.