After my mom sat on me when I was 16-years old, pinning me down in the hallway as I fought her relentlessly to go puke my food out, and essentially saving my life (thanks mom!), I had the wake-up call I needed as she screamed at me “I love you, Kim, I’m not going to let you kill yourself!” I realized was on the slow path to suicide - because that’s what all eating disorders are. Practice kindness to yourself and tap into your reign. Click to read the full blogspiration.
“Once I get my degree, then I’ll start my Youtube channel and posting more on social media.” Ah, the great If/Then Syndrome, oh I was ready to tackle this one with my Revolutionary Empire Builder head-on. “I’m curious, how have you been able to get your degree?” “Well...I studied and practiced.” “Exactly. You accomplish through DOING and practicing and repetition. It’s like a muscle. You have to strengthen it. Discover your consistence, your discipline and tap into your reign. Click to read the full blogspiration.
Declan‘s “trucks” really sounds it’s rhyming f-bomb. Thing is, trash trucks are currently his favorite thing on the planet. Every morning at our place in the Gold Coast we have at least three to six pass-and-collects by our giant floor to ceiling windows...beginning at 6:14 AM. And while the windows provide a world-class surround-sound experience earlier than I would like at that moment (I’m still in my quiet-hours of morning routine + getting stuff done), Declan is ecstatic, enraptured in over-the-moon jubilation over these waste vehicles. I mean, picture Mick Jagger or Tony Robbins or Lady Gaga style fandom, and that is my son - a garbage truck groupie. Unapologetic for his unabashed love of waste receptacle vehicles. And the joy he experiences...EVERY. SINGLE. MORNING....is the BEST cup of Decky you could ever have.
