Good yards, make good neighbors.

An interesting thing happens every spring and summer on upper Main Street in Vestal New York. It is, a male bonding thing that I can never understand. For one, I don’t mow the yard. For two, I am a female.

My neighbor, Chris, is mowing his yard. That means that my husband will soon mow our yard. He will see that Chris’s is nicer than ours, and he will mow his. This creates a domino effect. Once my husband mows his yard, my neighbor, Frank, will mow his yard.

Sometimes my husband, John, mows his yard first. Always followed by Chris and Frank. But no matter who goes first, the others will surely follow the next day or within hours of each other. Men and their yards. It is a very interesting thing to witness. I personally, plant flowers. So do the wives of my neighbors. This harmony between neighbors has probably been going on 4 decades before my existence.

Years ago, before Chris and his family moved in, a family rented the home for a year. The homeowners had terrible troubles with them. They purposely would put their garbage in a shed out back, instead of the weekly garbage pickup, just to be mean! But worst of all, they did not take care of their yard. It was snake friendly, having not been mowed enough, and filled with toddler toys on used. Needless to say, no one minded when they moved out and Chris bought the home.

You can tell a lot about a family from their lawn. Who mows your lawn? How often do you mow it? Do you take pride in your lawn? Or is it just something annoying you have to take care of so the village does not fine you.

No matter what your reason for caring for it, know that good yards make good neighbors.

Never let your king fall over

Paul Brown once said, if you win say nothing. If you lose, say less.

I have found this to be true, with everything in life. The most profound experiences I’ve had, I do not utter a word about. When we are young, we feel obligated to tell everyone everything! As we get older we learn that, sometimes it is best not to say anything at all.

We should have learned this at an early age. When playing a board game with someone, if you win, you don’t brag and show off. If you lose, you do not throw a temper tantrum. Your parents tell you not to be a sore loser. Why do we seem to forget this simple idea later in life? Sometimes in life you lose. You do not throw a temper tantrum. Sometimes in life you win. You don’t always have to share with people how awesome you are for winning.

I have often heard people compare life to the game of chess. I disagree. In chess, whether you win or lose, you shake your opponent’s hand and say, good game. Life is not like that. In chess, when you lose oh, you knock your king over. In life, when you truly have a conviction, nothing will make you knock it over. So life is not like a game of chess. But maybe it should be. Maybe whether you win or lose, you should just say, good games. You should just be grateful for the experience. Win or lose, it is manners and etiquette and the way you deal with the situation that matters.

Win or lose, I have learned that silence is golden. Some things are meant to be left up to that internal dialogue in your head. Leave it there! Remember the simple things you learned when you were a child. As an adult, sometimes we all just need to be quiet. But that does not mean, you should ever knock your king down. Always let your convictions stand strong. But sometimes, don’t be so loud about it.

Coincidentally

I have my gratitude back in my attitude. I knew it would not take too long

I went outside, like I always do. I like to get a little Vitamin D from the natural source when I can. I started thinking about those 10 minutes when I was dead. And the experience I had. And I became so grateful for the entities that help send me back to this Earthly plane. Whatever they were. Whoever that was with his thunderous voice, praying over me oh, I am so very grateful.

I thought all of this with my eyes closed and felt the Cool Breeze on my face. So thankful that I was brought back and I can feel the breeze. When I opened my eyes, there was a butterfly flying around me! Yes I know, this could just be a coincidence. But I have just experienced too many coincidences to be a coincidences.

So in conclusion, I have gratitude back in my attitude. I lost it a little bit yesterday, but that’s the great thing about a new day. You can always change things around! So have a great day, my friends. And remember to carpe diem. Enjoy those little coincidences, that just might after all not be so coincidental.