The National Nurse bill was NOT included in the Health Committee's list of bills they plan to hear.I will be calling Peter Welch's health aide in the morning.
Three year old Grandson is going to be the ring bearer in his Auntie's wedding in November. They are buying him a suit this weekend. He imagines it will include rounded ears. Rahhhrrr!
Left a couple of comments on the previous thread.
I spent an hour and a half on the phone with 5 different aides in DC trying to get to the bottom of why the National Nurse Act wasn't included on the list that came out this week of bills that will get hearings. I mean, it has well over 80 cosponsors, has 119 organisations behind it, plus the VT State Legislature (among others), is strongly bipartisan, and requires no appropriation; and it supports nurses and prevention. It has been in Congress now for nearly TWELVE YEARS!!! What's left to ponder?!
Just visited yesterday's pithy thread, and left messages. ♡
You know, I've known so many totally outstanding people in my lifetime who had miserable and worse than miserable parenting that I've often come to wonder if decent parenting is necessary at all. Nice, indeed, but not necessarily needed.My parental units were amazing--pure gold standard and more. Sensitive, caring, innovative, aware. And yet, so much that I'm proud of in myself was simply instilled: I can't take credit for it. I'm pretty close to color blind, and pleased wit' my ownself that that's true, but how much further did my friend come who was raised with incredible racial bias at home, ugly ugly stuff, who rejected it? For me? I never saw it at home, and if I brought some home from school was counseled until I could see it was wrong. We were never shamed, humiliated or demeaned, but helped along the path of enlightenment. I've had good friends raised by alcoholics, wherein they became the parents at seven or eight. And yet they didn't crumble, they soared! How strong, and good, and wonderful they grew to be. How astonishing. Yes, I know the pain, even terror, they faced, and am so sorry for that, but my Godde, what great souls!
Puddle, you were incredibly lucky to draw the parents you did. Please, don't knock it!Not everyone is able, fully or partially, to overcome what was instilled in them, even by fundamentally good, loving parents who happened to be wrongheaded in a few rather vital areas. Example from my own life: It took years for Phil to make me understand that anger is not in fact the normal automatic response to life in general; that it is, in fact, the last resort response. My mother, who has a good many admirable qualities, for some reason does think anger and verbal violence *are* pretty much the normal, automatic response to life. And though that's not really my nature, I never seriously questioned her attitude. Phil did so much for me. He was incredibly loving and patient. To a certain extent, he made me the person I am today - certainly, the person I strive to be.
I miss him very much.
I'm grateful for Phil, and for his influence in your life, Cat! He lives on in you.
Thank you. I wish you could have known him, Listener.
It figures. Not till after Labor Day do I find some great Summer things at The Vermont Country store. Here's one of them:Womens Handheld Fan - Click
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