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A warm smile is the universal language of kindness. William Arthur Ward

 Kind words. Sometimes they fall into holes in the road and get lost in chunks of debris. Other times they fill the broken spaces and find the exact contour of the cracks. The words can be random. No more than greetings followed by ordinary blessings. Or friendships that begin with unexpected common interests.

I took of picture of four oranges a neighbor gave me this morning. A gift of some extra Vitamin C for nothing more than a smile and friendly conversation.

Peace. Upon all.

If only it were always that simple.   

 

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It’s not only for unanswered questions that we seek knowledge but also for the examination of unquestioned answers. (Anodea Judith)

 The mechanic came to our house to fix our ailing washing machine. On-time. He didn’t need to say he was overwhelmed. His face and actions proved it. Of course, we had waited two weeks for the repair. His schedule had to be longer than Santa’s naughty politician list.

 The gentleman did not take his frustration out on me. He found the problem quickly. Then he explained something about the pump world. Not in detail. Perhaps my expression relayed how little I knew about nuts, bolts, and mechanical existence.

 He said that I was overloading the tub and using too much he-detergent. Okay. That part could be easily resolved. However, he also said that Tide detergent contains sodium laureth sulfate, a product that will destroy the pump in my machine. Eventually. Sodium laureth sulfate is added to a cleaning product to create bubbling.

 He also said the chemical could cause cancer. I looked up websites that debunked his last statement. Maybe. Maybe not. I found a natural detergent anyway. No harm in choosing au naturel.

 The photo in this entry is part of mundane history. The contents are being washed, spun, and dried. A privilege. Not everyone owns a house, a space for a washing machine and dryer, a reasonably good life. I am grateful.  

 I am also grateful for a beautiful neighbor who let me use her washing machine while I waited for a repair. Yes, I think about you a lot, friend.

 Peace to all. And if anyone has practical info, share it. I am not an expert. May answers find deeper answers.

 

 

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