Last night, at the end of That Sucks Day, rather than asking a question on Twitter about what sucks (which our human brains are designed to notice in order to keep us safe), I decided to ask about what doesn’t suck instead.
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What doesn’t suck is that many people answered, including these:
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What doesn’t suck in the images I captured yesterday?
What doesn’t suck is that it’s World Semicolon Day; I love using semicolons.
What doesn’t suck is that Michael and the rest of the audience at Symphony Hall truly appreciated the new and innovative piece by Thierry Escaich. What does suck is that I can’t find a performance of Les Chants de l’aube on YouTube; however, I did find this:
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What doesn’t suck is that I get to share my thoughts and feelings here every day; what doesn’t suck is that you show up for that!
Yesterday, when I was helping people feel safer in a Coping and Healing group, I wrote and shared this:
I helped myself feel safer yesterday by changing how I visualize a judgmental and critical person. I used to call them my personal dragon. Which is scary! I imagined them as a little yappy dog. And that helped!
I helped myself feel safer, after the group, by walking around Boston during a beeoootiful day and then going to see a play with my friend and real estate agent, Jane (not pictured, because my phone was running out of juice and I wanted to conserve some power so I could feel safer when I walked back to my car). Do any of my photos from yesterday help you feel safer?
Knowing that this is “Thinking of You Week” helps me feel safer, as does Boston’s Christian Science Center, book stores, cakes, animals, friends, and people trying to solve world problems.
I helped myself feel safer yesterday while I was waiting for Jane at a restaurant by starting a new original song, called “Who Cares?”
What’s the best word or phrase you’re using, these days, to end your emails, letters, or other best communications?
Maybe here’s the best way to ask my question:
Before you write your name, do you write “Sincerely,” “Yours truly,” or some other best word or phrase?
I’ve noticed that a lot of people write
Best,
… to best sign their written messages.
My best sign-off phrase, these days, is
All my best,
I am doing all my best not to judge things, so I truly believe that there is no better or best way to end a communication. “All my best,” is simply my personal choice, when I sign my name.
Here are all my best images, from yesterday:
All my best attempts today could never describe how excellent it was to be at the Boston Pops last night with my best son, Aaron, and my Ex-Sister-in-Law (ESIL) Deborah, at the Simply Sondheim concert.
Yesterday — after I had given you all my best in Day 891: Remnants — best WordPresser Maureen suggested it was NOT best to call Deborah my “Ex-Sister-in-Law.” After doing all our best, last night, to discuss what Deborah and I best call each other, Deborah used all her best to suggest
Excellente’s
… instead of ESIL.
What do you think is all the best?
Here‘s all my best, for the best musical addition to this post.
Despite all my best efforts, I’ve never seen Sondheim’s Merrily We Roll Along, considered — by all the best people — to be one of his best.
All my best gratitude to all who helped me do all my best with today’s post, including Aaron, Deborah, Maureen, the Boston Pops, Stephen Sondheim, some of Boston’s best landmarks, and — of course! — you.
