‘Like’ My Dad

There seems to be this attitude amongst my generation that it’s a bad thing to turn out like our parents. Too many of my friends have this ridiculous fear of looking in the mirror someday down the road and seeing not their face, but the face of their mom or dad.

To them I say there are far worse things in the world.

In fact, I have no problem turning out like my parents. My mom was a very strong and independent single parent who gave me and my sister an upbringing I’m very fond and proud of. And my dad took me to baseball games.

Okay, I joke. I like my dad for many more reasons than that.

He also bought me peanuts.

Seriously though, if I had an issue turning out like my parents, I would be in quite the predicament. As it turns out, I’m already on my way.

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A Moment

I had a moment today.

You know the kind of moment I’m talking about – when your life is going a mile-a-minute and then all of a sudden everything slows down and you’re given a chance to actually think. All of the hustle and bustle of work and family and friends and life slide to the back burner and you get a chance to just be.

It’s been awhile since I’ve had one of those moments.

Life has been crazy busy the last few weeks and I barely have time to eat or sleep let alone think. Work has been quite the adventure – new training classes, a week in California for a trade show, new roles and responsibilities. Family has also been a rollercoaster – selling my grandmother’s house, awaiting my new little niece, trying to find time to see everyone. Add in three weeks of bronchitis and its aftermath, time with friends, gym and healthy eating attempts, time for the cooking blog (and this one for that matter), a new cat (or rather taking back my old cat), and you have quite the busy schedule.

As much as I would like to, I haven’t had much time to just sit back and enjoy.

Needless to say, it was a welcomed surprise today when I had that moment of just being.

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