Dear Beverly

Stopped in to say that you are in my heart.

        You remembered me.

Always.

In the summer of 2010, when you weren’t looking, all of your stuff was rummaged through and he used what he found to fire off yet another package of hate. 

The summer of 2010 saw the vice of control begin to tighten.

Once you lost the protection of your mother in December of 2009, it became so easy to inflict pain.

It must have been the magical concoction known as Pinkberry that set him off, or as you would call them Pink(sssss)berry! 

“Pink(sssss)berry, yummy,” you’d say.  

Could it have been the threat of these magical little tubs of yogurt and fruit that triggered such fear? 

If you ate enough of them, then perhaps the stalker’s spell would be broken? 

Was that it?

How is it even possible that that a simple thing like a holiday greeting card and an enclosed Pinkberry (oops, Pink(sssss)berry) gift card could be so twisted into an instrument to inflict pain?  

How evil is that? 

How is the thoughtfulness of a gift card such a threat? 

It was a reminder that you were not alone.

Was that the threat? 

Was it this simple reminder that you were not alone that triggered such venom?

What is it with people like that? 

I can’t even get my head around it.

Maybe all of us — each of us as individuals — should just reach out to our friends and family from time to time, quite randomly, and send little reminders that they too are not alone. 

Flowers unexpectedly; without an occasion … “was thinking of you.”  

A card to people we care about out of the blue, “just wanted to say hello.”

Does it always have to be a birthday or some Hallmark holiday to express these little acts of kindness and caring?

A stranger passing by, “good morning.”  Nothing more than a smile and a greeting.

What does it cost you?

The cashier at the supermarket, “How are you today?” 

The lady with packages at the post office, “Let me get that door for you.”

What does it cost you?

A simple thing like a Pink(sssss)berry gift card brought a smile to your face.

There are not enough Pink(sssss)berry gift cards in the world to bring one more of your lovely smiles to this world … not enough to bring yet another twinkle to your eye.

Not enough to hear you say one more time, “Pink(sssss)berry, yummy.”

And I am not supposed to be angry?

How can I set aside the hatred of a stalker; a bully; a control freak?

In the end you took control … you had the last word on the subject.

So sad … it is so incredibly sad.

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.

http://youtu.be/f2H-GiiDfnE

If you see your brother standing by the road
With a heavy load from the seeds he's sowed
And if you see your sister falling by the way
Just stop and stay you're going the wrong way

You got to try a little kindness
Yes show a little kindness
Just shine your light for everyone to see
And if you try a little kindness
Then you'll overlook the blindness
Of narrow-minded people on the narrow-minded streets

Don't walk around the down and out
Lend a helping hand instead of doubt
And the kindness that you show every day
Will help someone along their way

You got to try a little kindness
Yes show a little kindness
Just shine your light for everyone to see
And if you try a little kindness
Then you'll overlook the blindness
Of narrow-minded people on the narrow-minded streets

You got to try a little kindness
Yes show a little kindness
Just shine your light for everyone to see
And if you try a little kindness
Then you'll overlook the blindness
Of narrow-minded people on the narrow-minded streets