Cheryl R. Moses - Writer / Coach

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Are you stuck at home today because of the weather? Then would you do me a huge favor? Would you please vote for my boy? He is made the last two cuts and we would like to make it all the way to the end. Today's votes count twice as much! Beau and I would so appreciate your support. Thank you!

Will Beau take home $10,000 and be featured on the cover of Modern Dog? You decide! Beau is the most loveable and chill dog, ever! He was a rescue at 9 months old, and now at 14, he's still going strong. 😌

This never gets old for me! It is always such a powerful day and I am honored to be a part of it. Would love for you to join us!

The other day, I decided to take advantage of a birthday gift given to me by a friend. I went to get my nails done - a rare treat. My friend already had an appointment scheduled, so I asked if I could join her. Of course, she said, yes.

As we sat down, my friend chatted briefly with her usual nail tech. The nail tech assigned to me came over and began to point, her way of giving instructions, for what she wanted me to do. No smile. No hello. No, "Hi, I'm ___. What's your name?" Just pointing and indifference.

Something in me began to stir. Luckily, I recognized that feeling and realized that whatever was going on with her, it was not about me. I didn't cause it, but I wasn't about to make it worse by responding to the urge rising up within me. So, I made a choice. I was going to choose to believe the best about her, not the suspicions swirling in my head. And, I prayed for her.

I am no good at small talk. Frankly, I despise it. But I made several attempts, regardless. I smiled at her often. I thanked her and complimented her work. It wasn't until we were almost done that she smiled at me - a genuine, unrestraint grin. And she looked me in the eye for the first time during my visit, and thanked me.

I've had better, and far more pleasant nail appointments. That's for sure! What was supposed to be a gift, felt more like work, but work I was willing to put in so as not to be cross with this woman.

As a customer, did I deserve better? Absolutely! But who knows what was going on with her. I could speculate all day long, but I could be wrong. Instead, I chose to regulate my own self, focus on the gift I was given, and the time with my friend.

The news about Charlie Kirk today, has me thinking about this encounter. I do not understand the level of hate which drove someone to commit this act. I cannot comprehend it.

I have been plenty angry in my life for legitimate reasons, but I have learned over the years to manage my own thoughts and emotions. It is hard work at times, yet I still have some growing to do towards my own emotional maturity. But, that work is on me.

I get to choose how I respond when I feel wronged, hurt, overlooked, or slighted. What I don't get to do is destroy the life of another individual whether through slander or harm, simply because I disagree with them. I have worked too hard on me, to be that small.

There has been a trend - an increase, if you will, in the level of vitriol people feel free to express. It is staggering. Lord Jesus, have mercy on our nation!

Oh, and by the way... I decided that even though this salon is not where I would normally go if I were going to get my nails done, I will probably go back. And, I would request the same nail tech. Someone needs to bridge the gap. Why not me?

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