I am not sure how I am going to put this out there. Everything that is on TV, news, movies, etc. and things that I comment on comes back to haunt me.
You grow up with certain words, terms, ideas, history, judgments, etc.
I do not consider myself as a racist, nor my friends and family. Judgmental...yes. Opinionated...yes. Outspoken...yes. Rude...yes at times. Is that being racist?
I have been adjusting so many words as well. Oriental used to be correct. "I work like a slave"... no! Hair styles, make ups, clothing styles, size, etc. etc. etc. I heard yesterday that it is NOT a compliment when you tell someone that you like their hair, or ask about disabilities. I have actually asked a veteran about his legs. At the time my sister had surgery and lost most of her leg and was having a hard time. He was a wonderful young man and told me how much hard work it was to adjust and thanked me later. Was I wrong?
I kind of understand in my younger days when you would hear "they don't have a sensor". I sometimes feel like that. I feel I can't just say a lot of things instantly instead of weighing what I was going to say or do and kind of police my thoughts and comments. I know, we really should do that anyway, but sometimes......
I do feel like I am a kind, wouldn't want to hurt a fly (oh wait, that's not true, especially when they are soooo annoying) person, however you know what I mean. I do not say things to hurt people. I don't want someone to say something to me to hurt me.
The more I see and read no one's history is glorious. All countries have a dark part and a light part. It has always been the basic "good" people that have made the future what it is. I understand that money and position is where everyone strives to have, however, look around, there is always someone that has it much, much worse than I do (and of course more). I consider myself very lucky to be who I am and have what I have.
With the health that I have, I have been thinking a lot about my life. It wasn't always great but I grew up with a complete family. We had security which included a home, food, great experiences. Growing up on a farm was great. Climbing trees, having a huge garden and animals, family gatherings, playing outside safely day and night, I could go on and on.
I guess we should all be very aware of the changes in the world even tho some of them seem so weird to us old timers. I'm sure our grandparents thought the same thing as we came into the world.
Like I said at the beginning....not sure how to put this and you might just consider it a rambling of thoughts. No offence meant to anyone...
