The boy was part of a group of 11 Syrians who drowned off the coastal town of Bodrum in Turkey after an apparent failed attempt to flee the war ravaged country
There are too many people fleeing conflict areas, in search for a new home, safety and security. This massive migration of human beings, “yes they are human beings” and not just migrants, where we do let them go, and where do they go?
How are “we” the WORLD to care for these people? There are so many, an entire section of the world has been vacated because of terrorism, and all their people are on the seas, on the trains, all over Europe, they are trying to find home.
They say we need to stop the conflict ! But how do we do that ? We are well over the tipping point on trying to do something to stop it. But the world has failed in its attempt to stop them.
Now all these people are on the move, trying to get somewhere, anywhere, than where they started at. The world needs a response. A GOOD response.
We need to step up as community and do something now.
They are human beings, let us not forget that.
The promises of Canadian Politicians are not good enough, too little, too late.
The world needs to come together to find a viable solution to this human crisis.
They say that “If you can, live by the seat of your pants, then do it …”
Kind of like, not wearing underwear … I never leave the house without my butt covered.
I got a call from a friend this morning, asking me to hit another meeting tonight. Of course, I said yes, because, I will go where ever this particular friend asks me to go, anytime.
I don’t usually plan my days, they just happen, aside from the regular meetings schedule, but that can always change if a better choice is offered.
I kind of like living dangerously !!
There are several competing meetings on Thursday night. Two of them are in NDG, across town, and down the road. Bus and Metro meetings. The third is right up the street in Westmount,
My day consisted of receiving packages for my mama friend, who is returning from New Found Land in a couple of weeks. What she can’t bring on a plane, she is buying and shipping to me to store. What we can donate to her, will seriously help her bottom line spending.
So far we have lots of baby furniture, dishes, a dining room set, and another friend, will have furniture and kitchen appliances, so that she won’t have to buy them, in any case.
Along with her stuff that came was a little something for me. The first of two packages that traveled the world to get here. I logged into EBAY last week, and my front page was filled with little impulse things, they probably thought I’d like, to either look at, or more to the point BUY !!!
I have plenty of shoes, from all over the place. I bought a sweet pair of combat boots from a friend some years ago, and this past Winter, my left boot began to take on water during a stroll out to dinner on a winter’s night. My local shoe repair is being remodeled so that is a no go.
In any case, a sweet pair of Military Tactical Combat Boots were on offer, and the price was right, so they are on their way from China. Ebay has become an international store front. They used to only show you items for sale in ones region, and if you wanted to shop on other Ebay locales, one has to log into that area, which usually brings with it, Google Translate.
I shop in the U.K., Germany, China, the U.S. and Canada. Now on Ebay, I get search results for all over the world on the same page. But for specialty items, I go shop direct.
I had the afternoon to do nothing and take a power nap before I had to go.
I took the train into NDG and got picked up for the evening event. I had been to this particular church before, I used to go to another meeting there, in the past. I don’t usually go into NDG for a meeting, because there are closer ones a short walk from home.
Anyways, we sat an intimate little group. When we got there, my friend said, “oh, hey, you wanna chair tonight?” I’ve never been to this meeting before, and he asked me to chair. Obviously, I said ok. What ever works.
We talked about “Things we heard from Old Timers that made a difference in our lives.”
This particular meeting was began by a guy who runs a rehab, so the chair book has the meeting script, the readings, and also pages and pages of meeting topics for discussion. I had plenty to choose from, I just chose an easy one for this evening.
I find it enjoyable going to small, intimate meetings. It was a good hour.
That little group is trying to keep the doors open, so they need a little love.
On the way home he asked me if going there was a problem, and I said no, a meeting is a meeting where ever it is. If you wanna go there you make the time and put forth the effort to get there, no matter where it is.
It’s a little more work to get there, but smiles on one’s friend’s faces is priceless.
A good night was had by all.
More to come, stay tuned …