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24…..

Three derby skaters equal 24 wheels on any given day.

But on some days in history, just the number 24 speaks for everyone.

A day when a person who wore that number on a jersey leaves the world and wheels stop turning long enough for us to acknowledge some truths.

The truth that, like derby skates and skaters, we all come in different colors and sizes. From different places across the world. Different genders. Different sports. Different beliefs about where we go when it’s all over.

And for a moment we can see those common goals and traits of goodness that transcend competition, be it in basketball, politics or religion.

Same vulnerabilities of the body and spirit.

Same heartfelt gratitude that someone with the number 24 provided a glimpse of all that.

Something to remember as the wheels start to turn again.

SKATE ON!

Darla

PINK FEBRUARY….

(One of my favorite benches in Glacier National Park, Montana)

It’s a Hallmark thing, you know. The February theme of pink hearts.

Candy hearts. Paper valentines in homemade, elementary school boxes. Restaurant reservations, pink and red flower bouquets and the renewal of unwavering love between couples.

The pink heart thing in February also reminds us to eat better and keep the blood flowing through our pink veins.

Personally, I like all those things! I like hearts. I like paper valentines. Most of the time I like pink, except when it is completely overdone!

But there are the Februaries when maybe it’s not so pink. The times when you think you may be the only one without a sweetheart or flowers. The sole bench in a vast, brown field of being alone.

And you sort of want to go tear up all those pink Hallmark things that are winging their way through February, yes?

That’s why I like this bench so much. Right in the middle of brown, dried nowhere, L amd M found time to carve their initials here.

Who are L and M? Lovers? Friends out for a hike? Giggling teenagers high on graffiti?

You know, my dear reader, it doesn’t really matter because obviously L and M found love in the moment. Maybe in a conversation, a shared laugh, a commitment to each otherness, or just some quiet time together on a park bench.

So this February when it gets too pink for you, open up your heart in the moment to someone. Share a feeling, a memory, a dream. Because in the moment is really the only place love lives.

And, it’s a whole better feeling than a restaurant reservation, I tell you.

SKATE ON!

Darla

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