Be Unapologetic

Be Unapologetic

Have you ever watched someone with amazing talent do what they do best?  It doesn’t matter if they are cooking food, painting, playing the piano, or using tools to build a wood trinket.  I’m always amazed at people who have found what they are good at and watching them be genuinely happy while they’re doing it.  The passion and intensity in their eyes and the calm that comes over them while they’re at their craft is aw inspiring.  These people have found what makes them happy.  Their God given talent.

Everyone has something that makes them happy.  Give the most abrasive person in your neighborhood a reason to share their passion without consequence with you and watch them lighten up.  You never know, the bearded biker man down the road you’re afraid to make eye contact with just might have a passion for helping kids learn to read.  The old lady who yells at people for walking on her grass just might enjoy knitting blankets for cancer patients.  I use these two examples because I know Mr. Biker and Mrs. Getoffmygrass.  While helping others they smile.  You can see into their soul, and it’s beautiful.

Find the one thing that makes you happier than anything else, and do it.  Do it often.  Do it proudly.  If dancing like a complete fool barefoot in your front yard makes you happy, then do it.  Who cares what the neighbors think.  If its baking cupcakes, make a ton of them and share with the world (wouldn’t hurt to send me some by the way).  If its blogging, get to it.  Write your heart out.  Stop caring what others think, do what makes you happy and don’t stop.

With all the anger and resentment in society today you need to be the light.  Be the torch for the world to see.  Be happy, be you, be unapologetic.


Let Your Kids Fall

Let Your Kids Fall

From time to time you’ll pick up a nugget of truth that forever will revolutionize how you think about every situation.  Something that on the outside seems very simple, but the more you contemplate its meaning the deeper it becomes.  My latest nugget was “A baby cries because even the slightest discomfort is literally the most intense pain it has felt its entire life”.

On the outside this seems like a no brainer.  The baby is only 2 weeks old.  It hasn’t lived through much yet.  Only after a few days I started really applying this concept to life as a whole.

Want to know why the person at work complains so much?  It’s because they’ve never experienced true displeasure.  Want to know why that person breaks down in tears when confronted about something?  It’s because they’ve never felt real emotional pain.  People can only react to the level in which they’ve been tested.  The old saying a sword is only a sword after it’s been in the fire and beaten by the makers maul is the honest truth.  The more real life we experience and the more we try our emotional reactions the better we can cope with stress, loss, and pain.  This is why the military trains soldiers under very harsh and trying conditions.  To adjust their minds to working in subprime environments.

It was after this revolution I decided to no longer shelter my kids from life.  All too often I witness parents sheltering their kids from pain or grief.  Little things like giving in when they’re throwing a tantrum at the store for candy to small lies like the goldfish swam away instead of letting them feel grief on a small-scale.

Sheltering our children from the pain of life seems like a loving thing to do, but what happens when they’re on their own?  Without you?  Without anyone?  What happens when they get their first car, lock themselves out, and have to walk in the rain back home for a spare set?  Are they going to be able to cope with being wet, cold, and having to walk a few miles, or are they going to break down into a sobbing pile of pity and wait for someone to come rescue them?

I stopped coddling my kids.  It was a hard decision to make.  When they break a toy, lose a game, or stub their toe I make sure they know I love them, and if the situation requires real aid and assistance that I will be the first to be there.  I don’t coddle them and make it all better though.  Protect them, but let them fall.  The next time a similar situation occurs they will have developed the skill set required to handle everything life throws at them.

This seems cold and harsh, but it’s necessary.  I love my children unconditionally and work very hard to give them everything they need.  Money wont buy everything though.  Teaching them how to navigate life with confidence is key.

I employ you to do the same.  Just realize it will be harder on you than on them.

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Thanks For Having Me

Thanks For Having Me

Here it is, the first post.  I’m guessing everyone reading this has also had 1st post anxiety.  I’ve deleted that line more times than I can remember, so now I’ll just keep it.  Here’s me in a nutshell.

I’m a Dad-  I have 2 wonderful children who keep me extremely busy with their school, soccer, and taekwondo.  They are very rambunctious and get into a healthly amount of trouble.  They keep us on our toes and I love spending time with them.

I’m a Husband- My wife and I are celebrating our 10 year anniversary soon (15 years together 10 married).  I love her to death and would do anything to see her happy.  She’s truly a special person that sometimes can really push my buttons.

I’m a Man- I do not apologize for being a man, but don’t see why men feel the need to be Mr. Tough guy all the time either.

I’m painfully honest- I wear my thoughts on the front of my face for the world to see.  I don’t know how to hide my emotions from the world and the concept of just deal with it means nothing to me.  If I don’t like something I’ll say it.  I laugh, I cry, I fight, I scream, I love.  That’s what being a man is all about.

We will get to know each other very well as I share my life experiences and we can learn together how to work with everything life throws at us.  Follow me and leave comments.