Just checking in because I need some positivity to be send my way. I failed my drivers exam today. AGAIN! It’s the second time. I just can’t. I’m desperate and going bankrupt because of a driver’s exam. I did everything right and in the last 3 minutes of the exam I didn’t stop at a stop sign (yes, I know it’s stupid) and I failed. I fucking failed again.
Then I went to DM, for those of you who don’t know what DM is it’s a store to buy makeup and all of that stuff, and then I saw this notebook. Have you ever felt a sudden urge to purchase something. I felt like this notebook was then and there to be purchased by me. Isn’t it pretty?
Anyways I’m kind of down but I am trying to stay positive despite everything. Now, let me see that positivity in the comments and yes you may make fun of me because I failed on such a stupid thing. GO!
It happened shortly after we were married. My wife and I were out driving one day when something caused us to pull off to the side of the road.
We stopped for a few minutes and as we started driving off again we looked each other in the eye and made a promise to each other to never NOT do what we had just done.
And 33 years later, we’ve managed to keep that promise.
So what exactly could have caused us to pull off the road that day that led us to making such a lifetime commitment?
A kid’s lemonade stand, of course!
We had just been married a couple of weeks, and we were driving around trying to get familiar with our new neighborhood. We noticed that a couple of kids had set up a classic lemonade stand on the corner. They had a homemade posterboard advertising the business and a small table with a pitcher of lemonade and some dixie cups beside it.
My wife suggested that we stop, and I still remember how excited the kids were that someone was stopping to buy their lemonade. We bought two cups, left a generous tip (probably a quarter), and as we drove away, we couldn’t stop talking about how such a simple transaction could make someone feel so happy. And we weren’t talking about the kids, we were talking about ourselves. (The kids selling the lemonade seemed pretty happy too 🙂 )
So it was right then and there that we made a pledge to each other that we would ALWAYS stop at a kid’s lemonade stand whenever we saw one, and I think we’ve held true to that promise.
In fact, what inspired this post is the fact that I stopped at a lemonade stand today. It was an easy one to stop at; it was on a quiet street, and it was set-up on the side that I was driving. That’s not always the case; over the years we’ve done u-turns and crossed four lane highways just to get a cup of lemonade and keep our promise to each other.
I also think that over the years I’ve grown to appreciate lemonade stands even more.
To me, it’s a tradition that reminds me of simpler times. Kids are outside with their friends; there’s no electronic gadgets necessary to sell lemonade; kids are doing it because they want to, no one is forcing them to do this; kids get excited when you leave a tip, no matter the size of the tip.
I’ve also gotten more sophisticated over the years in the questions I ask these budding entrepreneurs. It used to be simple questions like “Are you having fun?” or “Is this your first time to sell lemonade?” Now I ask them if they know what their profit margin is on each cup, if they’ve calculated the cost of acquiring a customer, if they’ve tried split testing different marketing approaches, if they plan to expand to other neighborhoods, if they’ve considered franchising, if they have an exit plan, or if they’ve thought about an IPO someday.
Of course my wife just tells me to be quiet, and to leave a big tip.
Our own kids even would set up the occasional lemonade stand. They really hit the jackpot when they discovered how popular a lemonade stand would be at Villanova University on move-in day. They would make enough that one day to not worry about having another lemonade stand until next year’s move in day. Of course, like any good business idea, other kids started to do the same thing, and then it got so out of control that the local police had to shut down the stands. As an interesting side note, one of the stands shut down was being run by a couple of Andy Reid’s sons. Reid was the coach of the Philadelphia Eagles at the time.
And who knows what great things could be accomplished using the simple idea of a lemonade stand.
Alexandra “Alex” Flynn Scott was diagnosed with neuroblastoma, a pediatric cancer, two days before her first birthday. In July 2000, in spite of her own failing health, she decided to open a lemonade stand, aided by her older brother, to raise money to help children with cancer. They held an annual “Alex’s Lemonade Stand for Childhood Cancer” on the family’s front lawn. Her first lemonade stand raised over $2,000 and turned into an annual tradition.
In 2004, Alex passed away at the age of eight at her house with her parents at her side. By that time, her stand and inspiration had raised more than $1 million toward finding a cure for the disease that took her life.
Alex’s Lemonade Stand Foundation was started by her parents in 2005 to continue the work that Alex began. Since Alex set up her first lemonade stand in 2000, the Foundation has raised more than $100 million.
So the next time you see a lemonade stand, please stop and buy a cup. Who knows, you could be funding the next Steve Jobs, helping to find a cure for cancer, or simply making some kid’s day. All those quarters can make a difference, and a happy marriage.
I chanced to glance
at a little girl of three
in the pew:
she looked up at me,
an old man,
not comely to warrant,
and smiled a smile
bright as the spring sun
full on my face.
I could not refrain
and twisted a grin
in return, and found
stiff boughs bending.
colored pencils scratching
between the lines.
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Yesterday I had an encounter with an older woman on my tram station and it just got me to thinking and I wanted to share it with you here on The Positivity Press.
This weekend has been a bit crazy for me. I attended my cousin’s wedding and since we are Bosnian the wedding never ends, there was 450 people there, I was tired because I worked in the morning and then traveled for more than 2 hours to get to the wedding etc. Then on Sunday I was demolishing the floor of my apartment with my mom. My legs are covered in bruises and cuts because I am clumsy and I had to work with a lot of sharp things and since I had to take all of that garbage in front of our building (you can guess I live in a building without an elevator and on the last floor) I got sore muscles. I’m not in shape. Fuck it.
Then yesterday, on Monday, I spent most of my day in Zagreb because I worked the afternoon shift, my train schedule is awful and I just wasted the whole day. But there I was, in Zagreb, waiting for my tram and an older lady came and asked if the seat next to me was taken. I told her she can sit and I noticed that her clothes were a bit worn out and that she seemed very tired. She told me she wasn’t feeling well to which I replied that it must be the heat because it’s very hot in Zagreb. Then she replied saying that she had a mild stroke a few days back and that she was going to the hospital on some type of observation. My jaw dropped when she told me that. I wished her good luck and then I noticed that she was alone, having had a mild stroke, on her way to the hospital with her stuff in two plastic bags. And there I was, with Nike shoes on, my smartphone and lunch in my bag complaining about going to work. I am going to be quite honest and say I was ashamed of the fact that at first I thought she was going to beg me for money or to buy her a tram ticket or something like that. I would have gladly done so if she asked. I was even thinking about asking her if she wanted me to buy her some water since it was very hot outside but I was scared she would get offended. I feel shitty now for not asking.
She even apologized for telling me she was going to the hospital and then it hit me that she maybe didn’t have no one else to tell it to. Maybe she didn’t have family, grandchildren or someone else to take care of her and I complained about being tired from attending a wedding that was full of my cousins, uncles etc. She was going to spend the night in the hospital, I was going to sleep in my bed. I could go on with this.
That short conversation with her made me think about how many stuff in my life I take for granted, how much I complain and make myself blind to all of the things I have in life like health, clean air, clothes, technology, education, family, job. I think that a lot of our own misery comes from taking people and things for granted. That’s actually the message I wanted to share through this story. Appreciate more. Love more. Be more grateful.
I don’t think that you can’t have worries because someone has it worse than you, but I think we should all focus on the good we have in our life. That woman made me feel grateful for going to a job that’s going to provide for me, made me feel grateful that my health is in good condition, and maybe she was grateful to be able to tell someone what happened to her, just to let it out. Notice these little things and allow them to teach you a lesson.
Each day, we should look for ways to practice random acts of kindness. Challenge No. 1 is to practice an intentional act of kindness that could make a profound difference for someone. Visit the site http://www.cardsforhospitalizedkids.com/ to see how you can get involved with this charity that provides a little act of kindness that means a whole lot!
Challenge No. 2 is that it will require you to apply your writing skills. Check out their section on making cards for specific details. http://www.cardsforhospitalizedkids.com/make-general-cards.html Note that the message needs to focus on the child as a whole, rather than their illness. To write a card like this is harder than you think.
It’s really not expensive. Shop at the dollar store and pick up some cards, write your note and send off a whole batch. Costs less than a cup of coffee, and think of how happy you will make some very deserving children.
Thanks for considering this as an intentional act of kindness that takes very little time or money, and means the world to a child.
Written by: Candice Vicha
This morning was my little one show at school. It’s always a special time and treat. We know our children, we watch them play and dream, be sad and happy. But we don’t always take the time to stop and just look. Just see them for who they are and how they are amongst others. This morning, I enjoyed just being there. I realized that he grew so much since he started school 3 years ago. I feel blessed to have him in my life. I am learning so much from him. He is helping me grow and see life from a different perpective. We are the perfect match and team!
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