Poem: In Memory Of The Lost Girls

It seems like just yesterday

That you were here –

Because it was.

And, yet, today

There is a hole in the universe

Where you used to be.

I know I won’t see you

Or hear your soft voice now

And my world is darker.

But I won’t be mired in sadness

Because you live on –

I am reminded daily.

Today, it was the vibrant blue

Of the chicory plant

You loved so much.

The flowers had opened

To the sun, and closed

When you departed.

They greeted me today

And I heard your voice, a whisper,

Or was it leaves stirring?

I rewind to better times

When you were in dappled sunshine,

Surrounded by sisters.

Goodbye, chicory flower,

Goodbye for now –

But I’ll see you again.

On Celebrating The “Pigness Of The Pig”

It’s been rainy lately, which means the ground is muddy…which is how pigs prefer it. And they don’t want stinky, feces-filled mud – they like “clean” dirt (oxymoron?) that’s been carefully mixed with water into a perfectly-pastelike consistency. The mud also helps keep them cool, and protects their skin from the ample biting insects out here. All hail mud!

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Why You Should Complain When You’ve Received Poor Service

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I’ve heard many people say that service is “dead” these days, meaning that companies place such little value on it that they don’t train their employees on how to provide good customer service or fail to monitor to ensure that it’s occurring consistently. That statement does resonate with me – I find that many of the employees I encounter seem to hate their jobs and that bitterness seeps into every interaction. While I appreciate how difficult it must be to feel stuck in a toxic job, treating customers poorly is simply unacceptable – and companies need to know about it.

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Chick Tales: A Bad Leg And A New Friend

There once was a very small yellow chick that hatched with a leg that turned slightly out to the side. It didn’t know it was smaller or slower than the other chicks, or that it couldn’t run like everyone else. The chick just tried its best to live like all the other chicks, doing the same things, even if it couldn’t quite keep up. This is the story of that little chick…and an unexpected friendship.

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