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525,600 Minutes… x2
ByChrisBy the time most people read this, my son will be two. I wrote this next part a year ago with the approach of Jakey’s 1st birthday. I never finished it. I felt like it was about time. Rewind your mind one year. Join me… in Spring 2014. _________________________________________ Birthdays. I have never anticipated any…
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Simple Pleasure
ByChrisI would say our family has been running in circles a lot lately, but it’s really more of an oval. Jakey will walk up to me and say, “Daddy, will you scare me?” The invitation is tough to turn down even if I’m tired. Most evenings Heather and I spend at least some minutes running…
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Neither Sharp Nor Dull
ByChrisIt’s heavy right now. Our world this week, this month. Before, too. This short post by Seth Godin resonated for me earlier in the week. It’s a one-minute read and well worth the time. The final two sentences: “The purpose of speech is to alert others to our point of view, and the purpose of…
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The Lift-Up—Thank You For Doing What You Agreed To
ByChrisThe opposite of a letdown is the lift-up. As a coach, a teacher, or a parent, we sometimes create an expectation. People agree to be part of something, to live up to a set of guidelines. Then, we live our lives. We traverse busy days. Just getting through the day can seem like an odyssey….
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How You’ll Know
ByChrisIn reference to yesterday’s post… It doesn’t have to be a negative to have a high opinion of oneself, within reason. A lot of the best people I know fit this bill. You can usually tell them from the other kind—those who are conceited, vain, arrogant—by the way they make you feel. Is their personality…
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The Quietest Mischief
ByChrisTen minutes from home on the freeway. That’s when Jakey fell asleep. On our way back from the train show this afternoon. When I got him into his bedroom, I tried for a stealthy diaper change and crib transplant. No dice. At first, he was happy to see the inside of his crib—stuffed G-raffe and…
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