I can’t believe I said the “S” word!
A couple of years ago while cleaning off the dinner table, Paris dropped that little bomb-shell on me. For the life of me, I couldn’t remember him saying the “S” word. Adult words just aren’t something a kid should say, right?! When did he say it? Had he said it at school and was feeling guilty? Had he said it under his breath after I had scolded him for typical kid behavior? Since the answer was not forthcoming, I asked him; “when did you say the “S” word?” He looked at me like I was crazy and then said…
I can’t believe I said I’m sorry!”
What, that was it? That was his big “confession?” I laughed and hugged him! I told him that it was a good thing that he was willing to admit that he was sorry for behavior that wasn’t quite appropriate.
Walking away, my brain puzzled over our interaction. Since when did the word “sorry” turn into a cuss word? And not just with my kid! It’s like it’s an epidemic in our world at large. Instead of taking responsibility for poor choices and behavior, invariably we hear a lengthy litany of excuses about why we are not at fault.
My little guy said he was sorry! It surprised him that he would be willing to take responsibility for his actions! I tried to encourage him that he had done the right thing! Since then, I’ve tried to remind myself that my kid models my behavior. Does he see me taking responsibility for my actions? Or, is he more likely to see my actions and think that “sorry” is a cuss word?
Here’s to learning that the “S” word isn’t a bad word! Cheer’s y’all!
Our greatest fear is not that we are inadequate, but that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that frightens us. ~ Marianne Williamson
The other day, while Paris played outside with the neighborhood kids, I took the opportunity to perform one of my least favorite chores…cleaning the bathroom. I had just started mopping the floor when I heard all this screaming, yelling and general racket. Cries of “kill it” and “stomp on it” were followed by more screams and yells. I really didn’t feel like running downstairs, but given all the commotion, I figured I’d better check it out. Just as I started down the stairs I heard Paris yell “I’ll be brave!” The screaming and yelling stopped and before I had a chance to get down the stairs, normalacy had returned. I found out later it was a spider that had scared the girls and brought out the bravery of my kid. Last night after I climbed into bed, my mind again turned to the kid’s bravery super-imposed over the quote attributed to Ms. Williamson. I wondered what would happen if we really recognized our fear for what it was (fear of success) and made a determined effort to be brave; to suck it up and actually live in the light our success brings. My little guy faced the fear the spider brought AND he instantly became a hero to the little girls surrounding him (at least one of whom thinks he’s “hot”).
Here’s to recognizing our fears for what they really are! Cheers y’all!
Failure is simply the opportunity to begin again, this time more intelligently. ~ Henry Ford
Tonight I’ve been helping the kid write out his science report for an experiment that failed. He was totally bummed about the failure. I don’t blame him because tomorrow he has to get up in front of his 8th grade science class and give an oral presentation about an experiment that wasn’t. I could see it in his face and it made me sad. As I was thinking about his disappointment, I had a thought about failure. So, I pulled out my trusty computer and did a little Google search. It didn’t take too long to come across some very interesting facts about failure and success. Did you know that Henry Ford had five failed business ventures before starting what turned into one of the world’s largest automobile companies…Ford Motor Company? I mentioned this to the kid and was amazed at how his face quickly brighten up. It didn’t take much encouragement and just a little research before the kid was busy writing out a really good paper about failure and how it is often the catalyst for success. I’m proud of him for realizing that sometimes it’s going to take hitting a wall before making the big breakthrough. It was also a great reminder for me that not everything will come out like I hoped. That’s ok though because if Thomas Edison could have over one thousand failures before coming up with that one invention that has literally lit the world, then perhaps I’ll be all right as well.
Here’s to failure and the success it brings! Cheers y’all!
Don’t worry, be happy! ~ Bobby McFerrin
You ever have a week with seemingly equal highs and lows? That’s been my week. By the time my last meeting wrapped at 530 I was, “stick-a-fork-in-me” done. Picking up the kid, grabbing food, walking the dog should have been the wrap-up of the day. Instead, the kid and his dog are using my room for wrestling practice. I don’t really have the energy to stop the growling and the crazy-making. In the midst of all the crazy, Bobby McFerrin has blasted on to the speakers with his entreaty to chill and enjoy the moment. So, that’s what I’m doing. Crazy is all around me and I’ve got a smile on my face. Tomorrow is another hectic day with work and then spending time at the old place getting it all cleaned up, but for now, I’m enjoying listening to the crazy-making of a boy and his dog.
Here’s to moments of crazy and the sanity they bring! Cheers y’all.
…tonight, we are young. so let’s set the world on fire, we can burn brighter than the sun… ~ FUN
After nearly seven years in my current position with one of the largest managed health care organizations in the United States, after working my ass off, I’m doing something that frankly even a few years ago I wouldn’t have dreamed about. I’m presenting at one of our National Conferences. Sure, I’m not doing it alone, I’m part of a panel presentation, but still, it’s a big deal. I’ve been preparing for this moment for years now, at least in the abstract. More concretely, I’ve been preparing for days now. I’ve written and re-written my script. I’ve done dry runs. I’ve got it down. Here’s the deal, it’s my parents and my siblings who are the public speakers but not me, that’s never been my forte. I’ve been happy hanging outside of the spotlight. But no more, at some point recently I realized that I had something to offer and people needed to hear what I have to say. It’s been an awesome realization. I’ve been talking to my kid today about this subject. He’s super smart. He’s also a bit of a slacker…just like I was at his age. I realize now what my dad was talking about when he rode my ass (a little too hard I thought at the time). As I look at my kid, I want him to recognize just how amazing he is…and to do it much quicker than I did about myself. As I’ve aged, and become a parent, I’ve come to realize that each one of us has the ability to set the world on fire! Maybe all it takes is recognizing that we have the spark to do so!
Here’s to finding the spark that’s in each and every one of us and then burning. this. mother. down. to. the. ground. Cheers y’all!