Many were saddened at the passing of a delightful funny man last month, Robin Williams. How could this happen? How could someone who made millions happy all over the world be unhappy himself? I listened intently to what people were saying and speculating about the reasons why.
When I was younger, my sister and I had certain household chores. Not always, but most of the time, we kind of banded together with my mother to keep on top of things such as washing dishes, sweeping floors and cleaning bathrooms. My dad was and still is the cook of the family — taking everything he makes seriously, even if it’s beans and cornbread.
For the past 42 days, my husband, myself, my grandgirl and her mom have been residing in a hotel. Now, up until this point, the thought of going to a hotel to relax, get away from the home phone and just have peace was always welcomed by me. That is until I had no other choice.
I often sit back and wonder when tragedy befalls me; would I react the same way if I knew? I believe that I and others would try very hard to change the course of negative and hurtful things in our lives if we had a warning.
What would you pay if you could go to the store and purchase a bottle of time? What would you do with it and how much more would you value time? If time in a bottle was $5 per minute, how would that change your day?