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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  :: DAY 49 strength

19 Feb

And Hope. 

 

Sitting in our nation’s capital is a powerful reminder to me. I am reminded of many things, some I learned in school, some I learned through the school of life, some I learned through my college roommates who have become lifelong friends.

But mostly, I am reminded that we are all woven together, through a fabric of ideas, hope, optimism, and strength. And that’s the kind of kindness that is meant to be passed on and passed down through all forms of life.

Even twenty years later, as we have aged, and grown, and changed, I hold dear the ideas, hope and optimism I find in knowing I have friends. Those who support and give me strength because they know me, they see me and together we honor all that we each have together, and separate.

Indeed, that may be the very best form of kindness.

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS DAY 48 :: a day in the capital 

18 Feb

History. 

 

History. Herstory. So many stories.

Today was spent among the Smithsonian Museums. Which always impress. And blow my mind in so many ways. My intentional act of kindness today was taking a photo of a family at one of the museums so they would have the memory to keep.

And that has me thinking about the kindness of preservation of so many American stories, of our heritage, our accomplishments, our collective past. So vast. So diverse. So worth saving and remembering.


More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 47 :: 4-letter word friday

17 Feb

Wait. 

It’s Friday. And today’s 4-Letter Word Friday is dedicated to this doozie:  WAIT

Because I am waiting.
I am in a hotel room in Washington D.C., waiting for my friends to arrive.

This is my old stomping grounds. I landed today at the beautiful Reagan National Airport and walked right into a wave of nostalgia. Memories of my first job, my first apartment, my first walk into the Real World as I walked down the grand hall.

I am now sitting in a hotel room waiting for my dear friends to arrive. The women who have known me since our college days. It seems like a daze now, the girl in me who was in college then and the young lady who lived in Washington D.C. after.

Today I realized….
I have forgotten how to use the Metro.
I got off at the wrong stop.
My old neighborhood has blossomed into a sea of highrise buildings.
Nothing looks the same so many years and moves later.

And yet…..some things still do.


The historic buildings running by the window of my Metro seat stand tall.
The Irish Pub down the street from my old apartment stands strong.

And so it goes…
As I WAIT for my dear friends to arrive, I realize I spent many of those years that I lived in this Capital City waiting for the ME to appear that sits here.

I so desperately wanted to know who SHE would be, twenty years later. All Grown Up. The joke, of course, is on me. The world keeps changing as I know now, and if we WAIT for something way out in the future to arrive, well, we miss the train…(or get off at the wrong stop).

And yet, I also see the beauty and kindness that blooms within the waiting. Friendships grow stronger. Roots grow deeper. Classics become timeless evermore.

While so much of the world will always change, there’s comfort in knowing some things stand tall and strong. And…of course, if you get off at the wrong stop you can always get back on the train.

Enjoy. The. Wait.

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

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