Won’t You Be My Neighbor

The home office is so hot….imagine the hell fire depths of hades.  Whatever the reason, the a/c just doesn’t seem to work in this room.  I was joking that we need to change our clothes in order to work in the office, and then change back whenever we want to go anywhere else in the house.  It made me think of Mr Rogers.  Remember?  He changed his sweater and shoes and always sang that song….”won’t you be my neighbor.”  (You’re welcome!  Admit it.  You’re singing the song now, aren’t you?)

The website, business, facebook groups, and pages were all recently launched.  I’ve taken enough marketing classes and seminars to know that you are supposed to build an audience and always tie in the product somehow.  I’ve also spent enough time surfing social media hating the people who “friend requested” me only to push their business or sell their marketing scheme to me.  I DO NOT want to be that person, or that business!  I joined the companies to improve my health and that of my family, with the hope that I could improve some lives along the way.  Sales was not…is not…my primary focus.  I will put the work into it, and if it happens, it happens.  (I fell in love with the cbd oil line, though and want to shout it from the rooftops).   My real goal was extra spending money.  Truth be told, if I could do anything I want and make a comfortable living at it, it would be writing….books, articles, blogs….ads for cereal boxes…you name it.

I have always loved books.  When you immerse yourself in a good book, you can imagine yourself to be anyone and to live anywhere. As I read the stories, the characters come to life.  I imagine their looks, the sound of their voices…everything.  You can understand why it would be so disappointing to read a book and then watch the movie.  They’re not MY characters. So,  my love of writing naturally falls in synch with my love of reading.  My father was always a huge proponent of learning.  From him I learned, you can lose everything in life: the fancy house, the cars, the extravagant clothes and jewelry.  Knowledge and education can never be taken away, and knowledge is  power.  There is nothing like the smile on a chid’s face when he or she “gets it”…when they truly understand what you have been trying to teach them.

What are my other likes?  I’ll tell a few to you (walks on the beach, sweet tea on the porch, time spent with family, dogs, tacos, unicorns, a good glass of wine and coffee). After all, becoming friends is like eating an artichoke. You have to go through many layers to get to the meat of it.  I want all of you to be my artichokes…,my friends….my neighbors.  I want to get to know one another so I am going to write about whatever issue impressed or had an impact on me that day.  Really,  from weight loss and health to jewelry and fashion to what is tugging on my heart strings in the world to what the Queen wore to  tea. I want to hear what you have to say….what interests you….what you care about….what you are dreaming about.  You can always comment here, or email me at iamchasingcomfort@gmail.com.

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