A Voice. My opinion. Her opinion.
There have been many incidents over the years that have caused this blog to be written. Two have happened in the last two weeks. We need to wake up and see how our words affect people and how they sound. I thank the Bargain Hunter for giving me a voice. Let a child give their opinion and the wolves are waiting to pounce Does being an adult mean we deserve respect? Or does it ultimately have to be earned? I’m pondering this notion on a hot, sticky July afternoon and I don’t like what I’m discovering. I grew up in a home that taught respect, but not the kind of home where you had to be quiet as a mouse. I’m one of five sisters and a brother and we’re known for all having big opinions. Really. Very large and loud opinions. We sometimes have to shout to be heard at family gatherings. We don’t often get into fights, in fact, I don’t really remember many fights at all. There was the typical teenage ...