About 18 months ago I purchased a set of mindfulness activities and games for the kids. To help them name their emotions. We’ve tried a few times since to work through them and all have failed miserably. Until today.
Where we had a 30 minute discussion on forgiveness, which then moved into discussion a number of emotions ranging from pleasant and high energy through to unpleasant and low energy.
We were floored. Brought to tears as Anaiya and Jaanu talked about their moments of anger and calm (what Jaanu was feeling when we were taking); or determined (what Anaiya was feeling) and jealous (something Anaiya says she has never felt but then expressed what she feels instead).
#iamgrateful and #iamthankful for the mindfulness exercise to work through the first day of this year. It was beautiful. And I’ve never been more proud or honored to be their dad.
On the first day after a year where I felt I got so much wrong, this reminded me I got something right.
Please brighten my comments with the 2nd picture in your camera roll, no matter what it is or who you are! Have fun & play along. Then copy and paste this status using the number I give you. Thanks Rachael Wells. #iamgrateful and #iamthankful for these chain messages on FB. Always end up sharing stuff with great people as a result.
On the eve of Game 5, the debate on MJ vs LBJ has quieted and we’re spending a little more time on KD vs LBJ, and how even LBJ vs MJ isn’t even a worthwhile discussion. I hated MJ when he played. And regret not embracing his awesome while he was alive so I could just appreciate. His retirement changed how I watched sports. I stopped rooting blindly for my own teams and started appreciating greatness. In all forms. Even moreso after Anaiya and then Jaan was born. Watching any and all sports has become much more positive as a result. And FWIW, if I’m going to obsess over anyone involved with sports, it’s going to be Zach Lowe (can someone get this guy to start writing about politics — if our political journalism was half as nuanced, informed, well researched and consistently shipped as his work, we’d be a smarter country.) But I do enjoy VSB. And this article from June 1st finally made it to the top of my Pocket list, and I read through it a few times (it’s not lengthy).
You’ve been playing games with us for a little while, little one. One of my favorites is when you’re trying to get our attention and you fake cough. Your mom and I laugh every time. Because we know you’re not sick. But we also know you just won–because we’re totally paying attention. I’m fine with sharing this here because by the time you can read this, it’ll be too late for those tricks (or will it?)
This was a text I got from your mom. Amazing. You are playing peek-a-book, kind of. You’re doing the peeking, your mom is doing the booing, but together, it makes me smile. Together, the two of you make me smile anyway, so I guess the highlight here goes back to game time. Today my love for you is peeking (and booing.)