I seek to improve life for everyone. It's always in the back of my mind. I'm always trying to "fix" things -- to make them better. The problem is that people don't always want me to help "fix" things. So how do I go about improving the world? The only way I can, by improving myself.
I'm not perfect, and don't expect to become that way anytime soon, but I will strive to be better. I will desire to improve myself in areas of weakness. I will struggle and not give up on improving my life in order to help others. Not by fixing them or their situation, but by fixing myself, bettering myself.
This isn't a new concept; it's something that I've always done from time to time. However, it helps me to exact change by recognizing and verbalizing it. It is a process I go through, similar to other processes in many ways. You should try it some time and see the rewards for yourself.
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Friday, May 19, 2006
Relay for Life
Today I help out at the local Relay for Life. Instead of telling you what I’m doing, let me tell you why – or better yet for whom. My mother’s father, my grandfather, Joe Rowe, Jr. died just over two years ago.
Joe was a multiple cancer survivor who beat several forms of the disease in the last 30 years of his life. When he did finally succumb to Leukemia, I think his body was just too tired to fight anymore. In the end, the doctors said he would probably die in three months, but he lasted more than eight. With each year he aged though, his body was less capable to fight. His mind was still strong and willing, but the body was tattered.
He was a real role model to others because through it all he never complained and never gave up. He just kept on living; remaining ever thankful to God for everything he had -- not becoming bitter for what he did not. He continued to volunteer at the local V.A. hospital as long as he physically could and always thought of others in spite of himself.
Joe lived his life with honor and dignity and I only hope I can do half as good a job in life. I wish my children could have gotten to know him personally, but that wasn’t meant to be. He did get to see Chloe before he died and I know that made him so proud. After visiting with my grandparents years ago, he told me that I was “alright” as he shook my hand. It sounds odd, but I still consider it the greatest compliment I’ve ever received.
He was a proud, though private man. He spoke only when necessary and what little he said had great power and wisdom. I can’t remember him ever speaking poorly of anyone – choosing to live by the old motto of “If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all.” When he would speak, it was with purpose and he made himself very clear (speaking in simple, straight forward terms).
I walk in his honor. He walked in the Relay for Life because he thought it was a great and worthy cause. For him, I continue that tradition. Please, consider helping in a local event near you (it doesn't have to be for The American Cancer Society). If we would all be a little less selfish, the world would be a slightly better place.
Joe was a multiple cancer survivor who beat several forms of the disease in the last 30 years of his life. When he did finally succumb to Leukemia, I think his body was just too tired to fight anymore. In the end, the doctors said he would probably die in three months, but he lasted more than eight. With each year he aged though, his body was less capable to fight. His mind was still strong and willing, but the body was tattered.
He was a real role model to others because through it all he never complained and never gave up. He just kept on living; remaining ever thankful to God for everything he had -- not becoming bitter for what he did not. He continued to volunteer at the local V.A. hospital as long as he physically could and always thought of others in spite of himself.
Joe lived his life with honor and dignity and I only hope I can do half as good a job in life. I wish my children could have gotten to know him personally, but that wasn’t meant to be. He did get to see Chloe before he died and I know that made him so proud. After visiting with my grandparents years ago, he told me that I was “alright” as he shook my hand. It sounds odd, but I still consider it the greatest compliment I’ve ever received.
He was a proud, though private man. He spoke only when necessary and what little he said had great power and wisdom. I can’t remember him ever speaking poorly of anyone – choosing to live by the old motto of “If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all.” When he would speak, it was with purpose and he made himself very clear (speaking in simple, straight forward terms).
I walk in his honor. He walked in the Relay for Life because he thought it was a great and worthy cause. For him, I continue that tradition. Please, consider helping in a local event near you (it doesn't have to be for The American Cancer Society). If we would all be a little less selfish, the world would be a slightly better place.
Monday, May 08, 2006
I'm sorry
My fellow Americans, my compatriots around the world, my children and my children's children, I am deeply sorry for the problems I have helped create. I have done absolutely nothing to improve the fuel-efficiency or environmental impact of modern motorized vehicles. I purchased and drove a gas-guzzling light truck that I could have lived without. I drove this vehicle for years while the hauling, towing and four-wheel drive capabilities went largely unused. Instead, I drove it practically everyday on local roads and highways, doing my little part to destroy the Earth's natural resources. Only now, when gasoline prices have begun to adversely affect my wallet, do I realize the errors of my ways. Please except my apologies and know that I will correct this travesty in hopes of creating a better tomorrow for all of us.
Sincerely,
wil
Sincerely,
wil
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
I love this quote
William Munny: "Deserve's got nothin' to do with it."
That quote has been stuck in my head for a week now. I like that movie. I guess I just wanted to post a short entry -- in contrast to the longer ones I've been posting.
That quote has been stuck in my head for a week now. I like that movie. I guess I just wanted to post a short entry -- in contrast to the longer ones I've been posting.
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