Co-Owner of @BoarderPass; Sarnia, Niagara & Hamilton. Avid wakeboarder & promoter for the entire wake industry / Former Queen st Budtender / Wrestling junkie
Witches call it magic. Religious people call it prayer. Spiritualists call it manifestation. Atheists call it the placebo effect. Scientists call it quantum physics. Everyone debates its name, but no one denies its existence.
My boss's boss is like 42, never married, no kids. Earns $275-300K per year. Goes on a minimum of two international vacations a year w/ his girlfriend. 10+ days, all out.
Eats the best food, stays in top notch accomodations. Excursions, tours, nicest beaches, etc.
Great guy, I'm happy for him.
But what I've realized is that without kids, you end up chasing a lifestyle that has to continually be topped in order for you to be satisfied and find happiness.
What he and others like him don't understand is that when you have children, seeing THEM experience life's most basic things and watching their eyes light up at all the "firsts", brings greater pleasure and joy than any vacation or travel experience ever could.
Seeing THEM try blueberries for the first time is greater than dining at the best 5 star restaurant in Europe.
Seeing THEM learn how to walk is greater than walking the Great Wall of China or strolling along the most picturesque beach.
Watching THEM giggle uncontrollably at "peek-a-boo" tops any A-list comedian act.
Seeing THEIR excitement when building a fort out of cardboard boxes and making a door big enough for daddy is superior to staying at 5-star resorts.
Flying kites with THEM far outweighs excursions like parasailing or helicopter rides.
Seeing THEM perform a recital on stage for the first time is more rewarding than watching a Broadway show or top notch symphony orchestra.
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When you have children, all of a sudden you realize that life's greatest joys are not in the pursuit of things or pleasure or travel, but rather in the LOVE and bond you share with your very own image bearers.
Seeing the beauty and magnificence and wonder of life all over again for the first time through THEIR eyes and expressions gives you something the world simply cannot offer, nor even come close.
I grew up on Viva La Bam. It epitomized my style of humor and peak reality TV in the early 2000s
Seeing Bam spiral the last several years to now seeing videos of him clean and sober and back on the board just brings me so much joy. 🥲
Having children is the closest you’ll ever come to having a second childhood.
As an adult, I’m jaded.
But kids still see the world as fresh and new. Everything is magical and interesting to them.
It heals my soul and rekindles some of the joy I use to have.
Doody, can't believe it's been 20 years since you've been gone! Not a day goes by that I don't think about you in some way shape or form…You were and are still truly one of the greatest friends I ever had in my entire life and I thank God everyday that he put us in each other's lives.. I feel like that happened for a reason. Ever since the day I met you sitting on the steps of Osborne when I was handing out flyers and we rapped for each other and instantly bonded that day and never looked back!! My life would never have taken the trajectory it took had I not met you. Thank you for always believing in me like I always believed in you!! We had such an amazing ride together and I will never forget you and what you did for me and my self-esteem and confidence every time you cosigned for me at every club and open mic we ever went to!! Your credibility was enough to open people's minds to not judge me until they heard me and you were one of the first ones who got people to listen before they passed any judgment!! I love you doody you will always be my best friend no matter how much time passes and I will never forget you as long as I live!!! Until we meet again my friend I love you doody!!! Love, doody
The most terrifying realization a man has as he gets older is that his grace is entirely conditional. If a woman has a career setback, makes a bad financial move, or needs a year to "find herself," she is met with sisterhood, therapy, and endless emotional support. If a man asks for that exact same grace? He is an immediate liability. He is told to step up. His partner's friends will literally advise her to leave him because he's "holding her back." A man is only allowed to fail if he can quietly fix it before anyone notices. The moment his struggle becomes an inconvenience to the people he provides for, the respect vanishes. A lot of men are walking around with the crushing realization that they were never actually loved for who they are; they were just employed for what they provide
I used to feel like I had to defend homeschooling. That I had to cite the studies & produce the evidence & justify the choice to people who’d never questioned their own. I don’t anymore.
My children wake up & want to know things. They are aggressively & magically curious. My children will never know what it feels like to raise their hand & be ignored. They will never know what it feels like to already understand the lesson & have to sit there anyway, performing confusion so nobody feels uncomfortable. My children will never spend the best parts of their day waiting. They ask questions I can’t always answer. But I will search for the answers, because that’s what I can give my children, a parent who keeps learning. The aren’t afraid of being wrong, or slow, or not knowing yet. And that is what I’m trying to protect. That specific fearlessness in them.
People love to ask if homeschooled kids are properly socialized, but no one defines socialized. If socialized means standing in lines, deferring to authority, performing competence for a grade, then sure, my children are behind. If socialized means knowing how to sit with their own thoughts, talk to adults without shrinking & follow their curiosity into the deep end without waiting for permission, then yes, they are EXACTLY where they need to be.
I’ve spent 12 years defending the way I mother. The way I feed, sleep & teach. The things people love to criticize are, to me, the most ancient, instinctive, human things a parent can do. Homeschooling is just an extension of that.
Literary begins in the lap. Learning begins in the safety & warmth of a home.
It’s hard to be the strange one in a world that worships the normal, but I’ve never belonged to that world anyway. Normal, as most people use it, just means comfortable. It means choosing the familiar & what everyone else is doing, even if it doesn’t fit or feel true. I’ve never been able to live that way. I always choose the uncomfortable path, the one that requires thinking, questioning, learning & unlearning. I want a life that genuinely asks something of me.
And homeschooling, to me, is giving my children the freedom to be fully themselves. Not the version the world finds easiest to manage.
Check this out. As humans, we share many traits (to varying degrees, of course), some good, some bad.
Regarding negative ones, where you either worry about the future or beat yourself up over the past, this technique provides a method to reprogram your brain to keep it from running negative thought loops that serve no purpose other than to impede your life and desire to ascend.
There are a number of things from the past that have a habit of haunting my thoughts, so I'm totally going to give it a try. Tired of allowing them to rent space in my head, and this appears to be a novel way to address as much.
I’m an older millennial. We had a pretty great run.
We grew up with actual childhoods before everything moved online, but we still got the internet early enough to understand it before it took over everything. We had landlines, AIM, mall culture, good music, and just enough technology to make life fun without making it weird.
Old enough to remember life before smartphones. Young enough to adapt to all of it.
That was a sweet spot.
Let me get this straight:
Beers before a 10am flight? Typical sight.
Mimosas at brunch? Accepted.
Power-hour martinis at 1pm? No problem.
Pitchers at happy hour? Standard.
Delicious Cab with your steak? Classy.
Drinking by the pool all day? Encouraged.
But a little cannabis in the quiet of the night makes you a f@cking degenerate?
Get real.
Unpopular opinion:
The two-income household didn't liberate women. It just outsourced child formation to strangers and called it progress.
One income.
Lots of kids.
A mother at home.
That's not oppression. That's civilization.
Seven dogs stolen from their owners have gone viral after escaping from an illegal transport truck and making their way home.
They traveled around 17 km together, led by a corgi across highways and fields, now safely back with their respective owners..🐶🐾🥺❤️
Peak adults moments
- Leaving 10 mins early from work
- A quiet neighbour
- Having money left at the end of the month
- Peace at home
- Drinking coffee without rushing
- Laughing with true friends
- Have time to travel
- Saying no without guilty
- Having body that doesn't hurt