Do you ever wonder if your good intentions were the best thing to do?   You set out to do something you think might help someone else and in the process you realize you’re just not prepared for what lies ahead.  Lately that seems to be my M-O.  


It all started a few months ago when I was asked to give my opinions on a friend’s home renovations.  Though initially I was helpful, I quickly found out that I really should edit my thoughts before they leave my mouth.    Break it to her gently instead of “That doesn’t match, what were you thinking?” after she had already spent hundreds of dollars.  End result was it didn’t look that bad after all.  “What do I know?  I’m not an interior designer.”  The weeks to follow would be very much the same; one good intention after another just not cutting it.   So what do you do?  Do you stop, put things into perspective and move about life without any more good intentions?  No, you try again and hope they don’t bomb.  At the very least, you hope they have some positive impact. 



A short time ago, Callie and I set out to raise money for Variety-The Children’s Charity.  We raised just shy of $2500.  So when Variety asked if Callie would be a Variety Kid in the annual Kid’s Coin Drive, we jumped in with good intentions.  The outcome of those intentions has yet to be decided but I have to share one related comical event. 


Two days ago, a news crew came to our home to do a story on Callie and our efforts to raise money for Variety.  I had carefully thought out what I wanted to say.  My thoughts went completely out the window when my usually happy child was so obviously unhappy.  I tried to talk and juggle Callie who was climbing all over me.  I heard the dog in the background desperately trying to come in.  I stumbled and bumbled my words completely.  When the crew was getting footage of us walking with Callie in her wheelchair and the dog in tow, all I could hear was my dog in full anxiety mode.  He’s been that way since losing his companion.  Anyway, it was that moment I thought, “How could such a good intention have gone so wrong.”  Later I had a good laugh telling the story.  I realized that despite my fiasco of an interview, what was said needed to be said.  An upset child, anxious dog, and flustered mother were just us.  Sure we may not have been at our best, but we were real and if our story can help raise money for other children like Callie, than it was all worthwhile. 


The story hasn’t aired yet.  I can only hope they have good editors that will turn our chaos into something beautiful.  Regardless, a good intention is still good even if it doesn’t quite work out the way you planned.  Remember –  it’s the thought that counts.




2 Responses to “Good Intentions”

  • Debbie:

    Just catching up on your posts. Sorry about Rosie. Sounds like she had a great adventure indeed!

    LOVE the new bike! I really would love one for Amelia.

    As for your interview — don’t sweat it! We do so many on camera interviews and no matter how hard you try to pull it together and be prepared…you never are! And once the lights are on you — forget it!!!! You become a blithering idiot who can barely put a sentence together. And yet, when you actually see it, it’s never quite as bad as you imagined it. The power of editing is an amazing thing;) Good luck on the coin drive! How could anyone not donate after seeing Callie’s sweet face.

    BTW, what is Callie going to be for Halloween this year? Too bad the girls won’t be together for a photo op this year!

    • admin:

      Thanks Debbie. Well, the story aired and you were right, they did a fantastic editing job and it wasn’t that bad after all.

      Callie is probably going to be a fairy princess this Halloween. So not like her mom in costume choices. I’m into the spooky and she’s into the sweet. Still my favorite time of the year.

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