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He is a Good Dad

He’s not promised a walk down the aisle to deliver his girl to her groom. Because the eventuality of life is that it could end any day.

He kind of lives life like that. A hug goodbye even when I’m cranky. Random flowers, just because. And then he does all the same for our child.

He’s a good dad.

I’m trying to see life as the Father of my child sees life.

Like when the trash truck is coming at 7 a.m. and he’s walking heavy cans down the driveway without being asked because it has to be done. Like self-discipline.

Or when he holds our daughter’s hand at the dentist’s but talks to her sternly so she listens and learns from it when she’s afraid. It’s second nature to him.

He flies kites and plays Mario. And his Dad jokes are the best ones. Even though he’s busy, he still makes time for fun.

He’s a good dad.

I don’t need so much focus or control because sometimes you have to let go. And just trust the man you picked.

To view life, like him.

With logic and reason and also, the simultaneous understanding that not one of us will get out alive. Then to love your family like that.

When you lean into the trust fall you’ll be familiar with the arms around you.

He teaches us that. That breaks are important, listening and focus are survival techniques, there is a time for fun, trust is important, and we always want what’s best for you.

To never underestimate the value of a properly mowed lawn. To do hard work.

You share the weight for a reason. For all the things I need control of in this life as a Mom, the Father of my child is the one who sees to it that I sometimes let it go.

In almost a decade of knowing growing versions of him, watching him lead our family as Father has been my favorite one.

He’s a good dad.

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Thoughts That Manifest.

Thoughts are only a small part of this experience. But lets face it, they’re the most in our face and so sometimes they feel most personal and precedent. Mine even speak in my voice.

“I am bad.”

“I am weak.”

And they’re our thoughts, our most vulnerable truths only known to us, and so we trust that their vision is somehow adequate.

“You’re not good enough”.

“You don’t deserve this.”

But we can’t even trust ourselves to bypass a cookie when we start a new diet. 

Let me tell you this: We are not just simply *what* we think about who we are. You’re not fat just because you ate a cookie.

Why is it easier to indulge in self defeat than it is to bask in our success or glory?

You can feel bad without being bad. You can feel angry without being angry, feel sad without being sad. And the truth of it all is really this- it doesn’t have to get ugly, if you don’t want it to get ugly.

You have the power to change your version of your truth, to put your mind to work.

Be molded by the experiences we inherit and prevail from, not merely defined by them. 

The truth is life is all about becoming.

Even if you don’t understand what it is *exactly* that you’re becoming.

It’s going up against your most inner thoughts alone and fighting that good fight.

And the funny thing is that most of us will never even arrive to our becoming in full tact because most of us will listen to those inner thoughts. A lot of us will quit. 

But not me. I put those thoughts to bed. I’m one of those people embracing my becoming.

“You can do this”.

“You are strong.”

Im quieting the thoughts that talk down to me, not becoming the thoughts that I think.

“You are good”. 

“You are valued”.

You are not all of the thoughts you think about yourself.

You can do this.

You are more than this moment. More than the next. You only become what you make the choice to manifest. Think kind thoughts to yourself, after all, you’re the only one who can hear them.