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Through Struggle We Become Our Best Selves
***PSA-There is questionable language in this post. And it felt really damn good to use it. I am in favor of a good ironic moment. And, I am finding, God is too. Life is filled with it’s share of irony. A while ago, I decided to create a personal challenge. I dedicated a whole month…
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Are You In Control Of Your Happiness?
I have been concerned that people are putting fun last on their to-do list. Some people are even feeling guilty for having fun. Are you one of these people? I hope not. This is why I conceptualized the #31Days Of Stoke/#Delight On The Daily two months ago. I wanted it to be a reason people…
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What I’ve Learned About Happiness
So after a week of focusing on happiness, I am learning new things about this elusive emotion. I can say the theme that has come up this past week has been: “Happiness is a journey, not a destination.” Ben Sweetland I kind of thought this #31DaysOfStoke challenge would be easy. That I would just smile…
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Knowing When To Quit
Quitting isn’t necessarily a bad thing. It simply means redirecting yourself. Here is one experience I had with quitting.
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The Little Things Aren’t So Little
I sit on my board waiting for the next wave. Waiting for any wave. As the water drips down my face and off the ends of my of hair, I lick the saltwater off my lips. I close my eyes as I relish the taste. The sky is gray. Overflowing with billowy dark clouds that…
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Learning About Kindness From My Son
Parents have endless opportunities to teach their children. Yet, I learn from my children just as much as they learn from me. They teach me about honesty, spontaneity, courage, compassion, and authenticity among other things. They also teach me and about kindness. Ten years ago, my 9-year-old son Charlie and I were headed to the…
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Losing Your Mom at 18: A Poem
I have been thinking a lot lately about loss. About death and conversely about life. These thoughts don’t inundate me by chance. This month, 21 years ago, my mom died. She had breast cancer. She was 51. When she died, my brother had just turned 18. Familiarly close to both of my children’s ages now.…
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Memories of Mazatlan
With eyelids still heavy from a deep and cumbersome sleep, I can’t help but grin thinking about the trip I just returned from. On second thought, this was not a trip. It was a vacation. There is definitely a difference. With a title like Memories from Mazatlan, I know what you’re thinking. But no, not…
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Turn Your Walk Into A Workout
If you do it right, there are simple ways you can turn your walk into a workout. [Tweet “If you do it right, there are simple ways you can turn your walk into a workout.”] I like to exercise. Since I am sliding into midlife, it has become more important than ever. Keeping fit isn’t…