About Me:

Aloha! I'm Wendy Kennar. I'm the mother of a seven-year-old son and a wife living in Los Angeles. I was a public school teacher for twelve years until a chronic medical condition made it necessary to leave my teaching career.

I've always been described as "quiet" - really, I'm just biting my tongue. I've got lots to say, and lots of thoughts to share, I just prefer to write them. That's the purpose of this blog. Each Wednesday, I post a personal essay offering my observations and thoughts.

A few fun facts about me: I've wanted to be a writer since second grade, when my teacher, Mrs. Jones, made me a "book" with a yellow construction paper cover. I have never learned to whistle, have always preferred sunflowers to roses, and have spent my life living within the same zip code.

Through the years, my writing has been published in the Los Angeles Times, Christian Science Monitor, United Teacher, GreenPrints, L.A. Parent, DivineCaroline.com, RoleReboot.org, XOJane, and Brain, Child Magazine. Additionally, my personal essays have been included in several anthologies, including: The Barefoot Review, Beyond the Diaper Bag, Lessons From My Parents, Write for Light, Being a Grown-Up: A User's Manual for the Real World, Ka-Pow!, How Writing Can Get You Through Tough Times, Breath and Shadow, The Grey Wolfe Storybook, and Sisters Born, Sisters Found.
I am a regular contributor at MomsLA.com, and you can also find me at Goodreads.

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Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Have a Good Day!

   “Have a great day.”  
   “Thanks, you too.”

   “Have a good one.”
   “You too.”
   They are pleasantries, exchanged with co-workers, acquaintances, strangers you happen to make eye-contact with while waiting in line.  Do they mean anything?  Do they put good vibes out in the universe?  Do they buoy us up, make us happier?

   Of course, it’s much more pleasant to the ear to hear “Have a great day” than “Have a lousy day.”  But, why do we feel compelled to say it, and then reciprocate it?

   Has too much cynicism invaded my soul that I’m even questioning this innocuous greeting?  I don’t think so.  I just think a lot, wonder a lot, question a lot.  I think it’s harmless, a genial habit; I just wonder if that exchange has any long-reaching effects.

   People are becoming increasingly alienated from each other.  We drive around in our own little bubbles.  We walk around with ear buds protruding from our ears, talking to or listening to something that others can’t hear.  Outside of the car, we’re still within our own personal bubble.  There are fewer human connections being made; yet, we’re wishing people a good day.  People we don’t know.

   Do we mean it?  Do we just say it because we think it’s the right thing to do?  Or, is there a larger purpose?

   I can’t change the world.  Change, as in end all senseless killing, make sure all children are safe, well-fed, housed, and loved.  I can make changes, though.  Small changes.

   Maybe it’s like putting together a two-thousand piece puzzle.  You dump all the pieces out of the box, and it can be overwhelming.  Where do we start?  Well, the border; start with the pieces with flat sides.  Maybe your puzzle has a red and white hot air balloon.  Move on to the balloon.  You complete the puzzle little by little, piece by piece.  And maybe that’s how human kindness spreads.

   I take my cafe mocha from the harried barista, offer a “thank you,” and wish her a good day.  Maybe she pauses a minute, maybe the beginnings of a smile escape from the corners of her mouth.  Maybe later she’ll notice someone in line that looks despondent, maybe she’ll linger when she hands over the cappuccino, make eye contact, and wish that patron a nice day.

   Maybe that’s how it starts.

   If not, then there was no harm done.  I’ve tried.  And like I always told my students, all you can do is try your best.


  1. I love reading your work.It really bothers me when I take the time to say "hello" or "good morning",etc.and people look at you like you are crazy and give you no reply back.People can be very rude and inconsiderate.People are so involved with their phone either on it talking,texting,etc.they forget there are others around them.I love you and I am very proud of you.

  2. It amazes me the topics you come up with to write about. So thoughtful and so to the point of today's world. Your mother & I are very proud of you.
    love, dad

  3. Honey,
    I really believe that everyone makes a difference in the world. The energy you give out can make a positive or negative impact on the world around you. You are a wonderful and insightful writer.
    I Love You!