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When Andrine Nichols decided to adopt a vegetarian lifestyle nearly 20 years ago, she admits that it was quite a challenge at first.
“Whenever I went out to eat, I’d have to order a pasta entrée or salad and tell them to hold the meat, and it really bothered me to have to pay for meat that I wasn’t even eating,” says Nichols, who lives in Maryland. “These days, it’s a lot easier; most restaurants, even steakhouses, have at least a few vegetarian dishes on the menu.”
A few weeks before the International Day of Peace, I posed a question to my Facebook friends: “How, where, or when do you find peace?” Since the official purpose of the worldwide observance is “global ceasefire,” I expected—and received—several thoughtful responses about striving for peace in the world, and they were appreciated.
The other day, when I was entering the rec center for a class, I passed a woman who was just heading out. She had a long blond ponytail, and over her shoulder was a purple yoga bag with her mat strapped underneath. Following close behind her was her adorable “mini me”—a little girl, about 5 or 6, with a long blond ponytail, toting a rolled-up pink yoga mat almost as big as she was.
Did you say watermelon? If you didn’t say watermelon, I suspect the beautiful photo gave it away. Anyway, if you did say watermelon, you’re not alone; I conducted an informal poll at a recent get-together, and every single person I asked (all 8 of them) said watermelon too.
The day my mother died, I was hoping for something, anything, to help alleviate my incredible pain and overwhelming sense of loss. I was also hoping that Mom was finally at peace. A Facebook post around the same time revealed that a friend of mine was hoping fervently for something as well: that she would find just the right shoes to match her new dress.
At first, it seemed so cruel and unfair to me that I was hoping for something so crucial while she was free to hope for something that seemed so insignificant to me.