When Fred Astaire put on the Ritz it was a dazzling show. Dove-tail Tuxedo's a cane, spats, and a hat to match. No mistaken those syncopated beats, a cadence of steps and three-quarter turns. However, wonderful and exciting it may have been it's important to make sure that we're not always “putting on the Ritz” in our lives to the point that our stories feel so contrived. What am I saying, when you sit down and have honest talk with family don't try and dazzle the truth with unnecessary fabrication be candid and sincere because that is truly the place that people will know you and it is also the place where lifelong lessons are learned. I can remember having these heartfelt talks with the elders in my family it kept me grounded. Moreover I didn't have to pretend in my own life. When you give your children that you help them discover who they are and take a lead role in their own lives.
As I stated yesterday I went for a walk and enjoyable it was. It was windy and I loved it. 70 degrees and a breeze didn't make for a bad time outdoors at all. Needless to say it brought yesterday's earlier agitation (read totally perturbed) to a simmer and provided an interesting perspective. I relished the blowing air and thought about my time in college. It was great and I got through it with out too much drama or incident (with the exception of a few memorables, which is for another day another post). That being said, I didn't drink, smoke or experiment with drugs. I don't say that as some type of badge of honor because that's not the case at all. But it was apparent, that somewhere along the way I truly believed what my grandparents told me growing up about character, honor, and integrity. However, the older I get I've grown wary or maybe even cynical at what maybe appears to be watered-down standards we've immersed ourselves in society. Notice I say ...
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