04-11-2014, 08:52 AM
This is more about all candidates in general not just Tiffany.
It takes a lot of guts to put your life out there.
Don't kid yourself any elected office is a double full time job. Ducking in to get a gallon of milk can take an hour when everyone stops you to say their piece. There is always something "important that has to be done right now, and some community meeting you cannot miss. Even if you work 80 hours a week and put in 100% people will say you are not doing anything, you cannot please all of the people all of the time, and you cannot please some of the people any of the time. .
Going into politics is a personal sacrifice. It is not something I would advise a person with small children to do, because it is not you the politician/parent who ends up making the biggest personal sacrifice.
People get caught up in politics, it consumes their life, but in reality it is never that important. Can anyone name the sixth emperor of Rome, or the Puna Councilman forty two years ago, or what either did? The answer is no one, except perhaps the Councilman's daughter who remembers he wasn't there to hear her sing in the school play.
If you choose this life, this is something to think about.
When you get old you will read this poem and start to cry. Because you will realize it is about you.
To My Grown-Up Child
My hands were busy through the day;
I didn’t have much time to play
The little games you asked me to.
I didn’t have much time for you.
I’d wash your clothes, I’d sew and cook,
But when you’d bring your picture book
And ask me please to share your fun
I’d say: “A little later, son.”
I’d tuck you in all safe at night
and hear your prayers, turn out the lights,
Then tip toe softly to the door…
I wish I’d stayed a minute more.
For life is short, the years rush past…
A little boy grows up so fast.
No longer is he at your side
His precious secrets to confide.
The picture books are put away,
There are no longer games to play,
No good-night kiss,
No prayers to hear…
That all belongs to yesteryear.
My hands, once busy, now are still,
The days are long and hard to fill,
I wish I could go back and do
The little things you asked me to.
-Alice E. Chase
"Going into politics is a personal sacrifice. It is not something I would advise a person with small children to do, because it is not you the politician/parent who ends up making the biggest personal sacrifice." Well then again maybe it is.
It takes a lot of guts to put your life out there.
Don't kid yourself any elected office is a double full time job. Ducking in to get a gallon of milk can take an hour when everyone stops you to say their piece. There is always something "important that has to be done right now, and some community meeting you cannot miss. Even if you work 80 hours a week and put in 100% people will say you are not doing anything, you cannot please all of the people all of the time, and you cannot please some of the people any of the time. .
Going into politics is a personal sacrifice. It is not something I would advise a person with small children to do, because it is not you the politician/parent who ends up making the biggest personal sacrifice.
People get caught up in politics, it consumes their life, but in reality it is never that important. Can anyone name the sixth emperor of Rome, or the Puna Councilman forty two years ago, or what either did? The answer is no one, except perhaps the Councilman's daughter who remembers he wasn't there to hear her sing in the school play.
If you choose this life, this is something to think about.
When you get old you will read this poem and start to cry. Because you will realize it is about you.
To My Grown-Up Child
My hands were busy through the day;
I didn’t have much time to play
The little games you asked me to.
I didn’t have much time for you.
I’d wash your clothes, I’d sew and cook,
But when you’d bring your picture book
And ask me please to share your fun
I’d say: “A little later, son.”
I’d tuck you in all safe at night
and hear your prayers, turn out the lights,
Then tip toe softly to the door…
I wish I’d stayed a minute more.
For life is short, the years rush past…
A little boy grows up so fast.
No longer is he at your side
His precious secrets to confide.
The picture books are put away,
There are no longer games to play,
No good-night kiss,
No prayers to hear…
That all belongs to yesteryear.
My hands, once busy, now are still,
The days are long and hard to fill,
I wish I could go back and do
The little things you asked me to.
-Alice E. Chase
"Going into politics is a personal sacrifice. It is not something I would advise a person with small children to do, because it is not you the politician/parent who ends up making the biggest personal sacrifice." Well then again maybe it is.