One of the reasons why is that everywhere he goes, he makes at least one new friend. He makes that new friend feel like the most special and important person in the world. And even if it is a one-time encounter, he never forgets about his new friend.
Today my Dad got a formal invitation to the wedding of his Vietnamese dry cleaner. He handed it to me on the porch as I ate my breakfast, a huge grin on his face. The red and gold paper glittered in the mid-morning sun.
This event made me feel especially blessed to be my father’s daughter. My dad has an incredible gift. How awesome it was to witness the universe recognizing it.
“No woman is offended by politeness. I may sound old-fashioned, but I want to think all women should be treated like I want my wife, daughters, and granddaughters to be treated. I notice today that good manners—like standing up when a woman enters the room, helping a woman with her coat, letting her enter an elevator first, taking her arm to cross the street—are sometimes considered unnecessary or a throwback. These are habits I could never break, nor would I want to. I realize today a lot more women are taking care of themselves than in the past, but no woman is offended by politeness.”—
While on my lunch break bike ride, a hornet flew down my shirt and stung me twice. Under my right tit. I slammed on the brakes and ate the pavement. Hard. I am missing part of my knee. My boyfriend made fun of me thoroughly before even asking if i was okay. I cried at work partly because I was in pain, but mostly because he made me so angry. I did get to go see Ted and have some laughs, but ultimately wished Laurie and John didn’t end up getting married and realized later it was because I am so dissatisfied with my own relationship. When I got home, my car pissed coolant all over the driveway. And my boyfriend yelled at me because I couldn’t find the goddamn light switch for the outside lights because I was so frazzled and upset and because there are so many fucking light switches in so many fucking different places that make no fucking sense. And now my stomach hurts because I was so upset all day and my head hurts and my eyes hurt and my right tit hurts and my heart hurts and my knee hurts (like a motherfucker) and I just want to go to sleep. Good night.