Random Thoughts of Amy Potts

...an earthquake across the ocean takes the lives of many ...I read about a car accident that took the life of a young man ...a stranger is diagnosed with cancer ...I see a man holding a sign that says "will work for food" ...the person who drives me crazy is hurting ...a woman is selling her body on a street corner ...I read about the casualties of war ...the front page of the paper is filled with images  of death and destruction from storms ...I read about the senseless murder of a child  whose face and name I never  knew But I do care.  I care because I know that if it were... ...my country shaken ...my life taken in an accident ...me diagnosed with a terminal illness ...me holding the sign for food ...me hurting ...me selling my body ...me fighting for my country ...my home destroyed by storms ...my child murdered that someone, somewhere, who doesn't even know my name would pray for me and hold out hope for me. It hurts deeply to care sometimes because it t...

I love the dandelion. It's one of my favorite flowers. Yes, I refer to the dandelion as a flower. It's soft, vibrant yellow bloom tells me when spring has officially arrived in the mid-west. I love dandelions!  I also love roses. Roses are delicate and beautiful and from what I understand, quite a task to grow successfully. I've not had the patience to try. Still, I love roses! Dandelions are soft to touch. Roses have thorns that can prick your fingers. Dandelions grow plentiful with little effort. Roses are expensive and take a lot of effort.  I do love green manicured lawns. I have to admit the appearance of a well manicured lawn surrounding the house in the suburbs is attractive. But, would someone tell me who decided that this would be the standard by which we all should live?  Who decided that something as colorful as a dandelion is a weed?  When I was a little girl, I was very proud of the dandelion and violet bouquets that I made for my mom...