We are a nation of many religions, beliefs, atheists & agnostics. Freedom means the freedom to believe in any or no religions. One is free to choose what and if they believe. Our constitution protects these freedoms.
In remembering those who have served and those we have lost we here at Fearsome Beard believe it is important to respect all beliefs and or lack thereof.
Religions, beliefs and lack thereof are a choice we live, enjoy and practice.
There is ultimately a deeper level to what we are to each other. The level of relationship which transcends these belief practices.
Remember with love, respect and compassion.
Happy Memorial Day to all the Yanks out there. May all our dear readers, no matter where they are, remember someone they loved and lost today and feel the gratitude for the gift.
Thanks Carrie for helping this little boy dream.
Living it gets busy. Living it is interesting. Living it is stressful. Living it is joyous. Living it is beauty. Living it is ugly. Living it is bliss. Living it is amazing. Living it is a gift. Living it is work. Living it is love. Living it is a protest. Living it shares. Living it takes. Living it gives. Living it is tiresome. Living it invigorates. Living it supports. Living it teaches. Living it disappoints. Living it excites. Living it is understanding. Living it is respect.
We can make life what we want. The only thing in life we can truly change is how we see things, how we react and how we choose to run with it.
I choose beauty. I choose love.
Talent like this never dies. May his music live in our hearts.
Thanks Al, we loved you and will miss you. Godspeed.
Roger…thank you for the encouragement, the inspiration and the beauty.
Bill …Wende contacted me this morning to share with me that you passed. May peace be yours. I know that you were a gift to Wende and to your children. I believe you will dance with them, and through them, their entire lives. Godspeed.
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Roger of 3rdnlong has passed.
Roger was a blogger who was an early reader, commenter and supporter of Fearsome Beard.
Roger always posted beauty. He saw beauty in the world and wished to simply share the beauty that caught his eye. The beauty combined with words of inspiration, encouragement and hope made his blog a place of refuge, a place to contemplate, meditate and grow.
Roger we will miss you. Thank you for the love you shared. Godspeed.
So I land in Dulles for a short layover on way to Ft. Lauderdale. When I turn my phone on it explodes with texts asking if I am ok. It seems that this happened…
5 dead and 8 injured at Delta baggage claim in Ft. Lauderdale airport.
I should have already boarded my plane to fly there. However the plane that I fly there on is sitting on the tarmac there, full of passengers coming here, waiting to take off. The FTL airport is still closed so who knows when it will take off and when I will get to board it to head there.
While I am having the minor inconvenience of travelous interrupertous (my how spell check hates me when I make up my own words) there are families and friends grieving the loss of the five Delta passengers who died at the hands of a crazy man and eight others injured in the hospital. I pray for them. Yes I do pray.
It seems that the gunman had just flown in on a Delta flight, picked up his bag from the luggage carousel, retrieved the gun from his checked bag and opened fire. Seriously. Crazy lives amoung us. Sorry folks but that is horrible. Innocent travelers possibly on their way to a vacation of their dreams, coming home, visiting friends & family, working on a business trip, returning from a deployment overseas or maybe even going on a honeymoon …dead at the luggage carousel because some crazy asshole fucker had a gun in his checked bag.
A fucking gun in a fucking checked bag on a fucking airplane.
Soapbox. Yep I stepped on it.
Now I’ll get back off of it.
So several hours late or maybe tomorrow morning I will finally arrive at my destination of Ft. Lauderdale Florida, my second home. I will stand at a luggage carousel waiting for my bag. I will shed tears. I will remember poor souls I never met. I’ll pray for the loved ones in mourning. I’ll feel gratitude that I was not there at that moment. I will be grateful I was spared and had the minor inconvenience of having to wait here at the United Club outside of Washington DC at the Dulles airport.
Tell your loved ones you love them. Tell them now, and tell them often. Stop smell the roses, take time, value the important things and never ever forget the blessing that is this very moment.
In memory of a very talented lady.
Thanks Debbie for sharing your talent, smile and energy with all of us. Godspeed.
Debbie Reynolds April 1, 1932 – December 28, 2016