Everyone should have a beautiful day in their neighborhood

My life is enriched by those I work closely with.

I do not have a run-of-the-mill kind of job.

I have met so many beautiful people, that I truly admire and hold in my heart.

Since I have been at this appointment, I have been touched indirectly, but close enough, by 6 murders of loved ones of those I work for and with.

It continually stays with me.

I look into the eyes those who have lived with violent crimes, and I am amazed with their fortitude and faith.

I know that we do not live in the same neighborhoods.

I believe that crimes are not addressed the same in all neighborhoods.

I also believe that no one's life is more valuable than an other.

I am distraught that everyone is not treated equally in our justice system.

I am angry that many crimes appear to get shoved under the carpet that occur in "black neighborhoods".

I am angry that such publicity is given to violent crimes against whites, and it appears that they have more worth.

This is my wish. This is my prayer.

I wish everyone a beautiful day everyday, in their neighborhood.

A beautiful day in the neighborhood, a beautiful day for a neighbor. would you be mine?

Could you be mine?

We all wish for beautiful crime free days in our neighboorhood.

Most have that.

Many I work with,

and for,

don't.

Any day without a crime touching them is a good day.

May we all have a "good day in the hood".

Peace

simply sushi and tea

In our fast and complex times, I find peace in simplicity.

Today my hubby and I went to a new restaurant in our area. It was an oriental trough, more commonly known as a buffet. He brought home an advertisement for the new hip spot and the pictures alone drew me in. My taste buds were ready.

We loaded up the GPS and headed out on our journey to feast at this new place. The parking lot was jammed full, although it was actually fairly early on a Saturday afternoon.

The joint was bustling with many people of many cultures. I like that. Chopsticks are equally welcome as forks. It is all good.

The choices appeared endless from a distance, but I immediately felt the Japanese station drawing me in. I did not have to wait in the long line at the beginning of the trough. The Japanese station was there, all wide open, with a huge array of SUSHI, welcoming me.

Seaweed wrapped neatly around little roads of rice, topped with tidbits of pure raw food. Simple. Delicate. Common easy ingredients combined into beauty.

Sushi, Wasabi, ginger, along with a little dipping tray of soy

Simple

And hot tea, left on our table to enjoy in small plain white handleless cups, for our enjoyment, sip by sip.

I had an enjoyable time with my hubby today.

I appreciate the simplicity. I think all meals should have little white handleless tea cups for our hands wrap around and to be warmed as we slowly sip.

I wish life was like more like sushi and tea