Day 29: 3 Wishes
1. More time
2. To save all the animals
3. End hunger
Do I sound like a beauty queen?? “My name is Carly…I am 32..and I am a beauty queen!” (Totally stolen from Alana, age 6 and also a beauty queen-google it)!
All kidding aside my wishes are simple and most likely not a huge surprise. The wish for more time can be applied to my days, which then can be applied to my years, which then can be applied to my life. I am fortunate to have learned very early that life is short. One day you wake up and you are 32 already, running a business, living in an amazing city, enjoying it one day at a time. The next you are attending one of your best friends father’s funeral and you remember….life is truly short. It feels odd the I am at the age where my friends parents are passing away. I feel like a common theme in my posts is about time and age. I WANT MORE TIME! This is all going way to fast. I just getting started and I am not guaranteed to accomplish everything that I want to. So I will keep praying that God leads me down a path that maximizes my time here on earth so I can keep scratching off the ever growing list!
Ahhh…my fur faces! My poor, poor bleeding heart for animals. I like to be in control. I like to make a plan, execute it, and move on to the next plan. I would not categorize myself as a control freak by any means but I like to see things through. When I think about cruelty to animals…I lose ALL control. My blood pressure rises, my heart races, my teeth clench..and dont even get me started on what is actually running through my mind! To some people I have a scary amount of animals living at my house (insert crazy cat lady joke here)! But there is not a day that goes by that I would do anything differently when it comes to my pets. I will say that I will NEVER pay for another full bred animal. I will from now on ALWAYS rescue my pets. I will also still collect any dog, cat, opossum, and gecko that chooses to find me. You know what I mean if you have ever been chosen (aka adopted) an animal. They choose you…tricky little fur buddies!
I had the joy of being with all of my Queen Bees last night at our monthly Bee Hive event! We met at Andrew Blairs on the patio. At the end of the meeting there were a few of us left catching up and all of the sudden we hear a woman screaming. Literally yelling in anger. So we all perk up..and start looking to see where it came from. I immediately stated to process what was going on. A woman walking down Montford, with her husband, was screaming at a homeless woman. Her words were of the…get a job…you are scum…POS…variety. I am not sure if the homeless woman (who clearly had some issues) was trying to rob them or not. I did not see what happen to judge it clearly. But I did walk away thinking…how desperate would I have to be to try and rob another woman walking down the street? Also if I was the one being robbed…would I have reacted the same way? I then watched the homeless woman actions (somewhat in fear I will not lie) and she did not run from the yelling, she was not scared, she simply walked to the local pizza shop and stood outside the door asking for food. I think I will stop writing there because I still do not know exactly how to feel about this and/or if this is a good example. But what I do know is that there are many people in America that are starving…starving to the point of desperation. Locally in NC we have a huge problem. One program that I have heard quite a bit about locally and nationally is the Backpack program. This program sends a backpack, filled with enough food to get through the weekend, home with children that are starving otherwise. If you have never thought about not having enough to eat…just think…really think about it for a few minutes. Where will my next meal come from?? Humbling isn’t it?
Hunger in America exists for nearly 49 million people. That is 1 in 6 of the U.S. population – including more than 1 in 5 children.