November 30, 2014 at 6:00 AM
RAVE To my husband’s wonderful siblings who traveled from three states to cheer him up, since he’s been ill. They laughed, toured, reminisced, shared pictures and letters, and raised his spirits. They bought food they knew the sibs liked, made each meal and cleaned up after it, cleaned the kitty litter boxes, played with the kittens, and brought the sun for a week. May everyone’s family visits be so wonderful!
RANT To whoever burglarized my house and took 80 letters from my deceased husband, written in the 1950s from Korea, the last letter written by my mother and the last letter written by my now-deceased son. I’m entering my 90th year; you stole part of my life. What on earth would personal letters mean to anyone but me? If you still have them, please put them in a bag and leave them on my porch
RAVE To the off-duty Seattle Police Officer who saved my life when a man jumped off an overpass onto I-5 and landed on the roof of my car. She reassured me help was on the way and told me not to move. Little did we know that my neck vertebrae were broken and I could’ve been paralyzed or killed if I’d moved. Rave to the Seattle Fire Dept EMTs and fire fighters that lifted me out of my crushed car with a neck brace and took me to our wonderful Harborview Medical Center, and to the Orthopedic Spinal Team for successfully fusing my vertebrae. My prognosis is for a full recovery.
RANT AND RAVE Rant to companies that won’t speak to me about a customer service issue because my husband is the primary account holder. What is this, the 1920s? Rave to companies that allow equal access for both partners on their contracts.
RAVE To all the religious denominations who are reading scriptures, feeding the homeless, distributing toys and gifts, giving smiles, money, volunteering their time to shed love and enlightenment in the world. This is the season to be grateful for what’s around us. There are cities that don’t have the beauty and the amenities we have and we all should be grateful every day.
RANT To drivers who speed through our neighborhood and bigger rant to people who speed up and drive more aggressively when asked to slow down. I guess no one can tell you what to do; we’ll leave that to the courts and a jury of your peers when you seriously injure pedestrians or other motorists. Please, drive like this is your neighborhood and pretend these are your kids, spouses, parents, and pets out for a walk.
RANT AND RAVE To people everywhere. They know what they did to deserve it.