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Running.

cynthiafoustvenner
Jan 9
2 min read

My kids aren't the only great runners in the family.


So am I.


I am great at running into trouble.


I am amazing at running away from problems.


I am highly skilled at running away from responsibilities while planted firmed on my couch.


I am next level at flat out ignoring problems that need to be resolved and are staring straight at me.


That said, I am also becoming more soft with myself in the understanding that achieving one thing a day is still that, an achievement and not abandonment.


So today I did not run, but rather I was doing; aka walking.


Maybe the things I achieved today were stupid and small, but they happened.


I existed, and people saw me, with the exclusion of the blind man I donated to, sitting outside of my Aldi.


Hey I didn't Door Dash.


Anyways...


Yes my comedic timing sucks, but if I am doing the Lord's work I feel entitled to a joke or two.


And NO I am not joking about his blindness, hell I was so blind my money didn't make it into his cup and I can see, or perhaps I can't because I am also apparently so blind I didn't read his well written sign indicating he could not see.


Now that I think about it, he had great hand writing for a blind guy.


You can't win for losing my grandmother always said.


Anyways, haters will hate but I will continue to be the mess that is me with a pure heart and open mind.


I still remain convinced that there is light at the end of the tunnel, even if it seems dark at times, in my case it is because clearly I need a new glasses prescription.


So keep the faith.


In the interim I think my next voyage will be to the eye doctor to see about stronger glasses.


But dont we all need a better view every now and again?


All I know is I don't need stronger faith in the kindness of human beings, because I am proof.


Be the good.


Xoxo,

C.


P.S. I now realize he said he was blind with a huge poster board with a nice black marker signage saying he was blind....


I have come to "see" that I can barely find a pen or pencil in my house.


The irony and puns intended.


Bro must have a really good friend to have made that for him, I am recruiting said friend as we speak.


Meanwhile next time you see a couple outside Aldi just throw a quarter at us.


My sign will read, "A sucker is born every minute, I am proof."


Sidenote it will be in braille.


Life can be tragic, sad, funny, awesome, and crazy at the same time.


Just buckle up, but try to be kind in the process.


I always try to help when I can, so please save any judgement for my stupid commentary.


I am mocking myself more than anything, and I did help, whatever the truth was or result may be.


Again, just trying to do my best.


Which usually falls short.


But it never means I won't stop trying.


Neither should you.


XoXo,

C.

 
 
 

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