Sunday, September 23, 2012

Just Hug It Out

Sometimes failures, disappointments and all around life needs a really big HUG~IT~OUT session.

Saturday, September 22, 2012

Bully 101

                           "Hey, its Terry Fox stroke E run, ha look at him"
The heckling was at an all time high, the 13 year old boy followed me as I ran with my little kid. I thought I could have a little bit of peace and enjoy one of my favourite moments with my son who was so proud to run with his daddy.  My son even looked up at me and said "Dad, you are the best stroke survivor, EVER" of course in his eyes that is truer than true. I chuckled and held his hand and we ran the entire loop during a cancer fundraiser at langley meadows school. My son though has sadly seen the sweet and sour of life as well. For three years my son and daughter who are little kids have seen a neighbour heckle us, swear at us, threaten us on a continual basis only to ask "why so much hate dad, why do they have to say yucky things at us" I respond with this "I just don't know, they are very sad and unhappy people. We just need to be us and let it slide" Sometimes that can truly be hard and you have your moments but all in all you just have to rise above. Little did I know that rising above required every ounce of forgiveness within my body and that bullying is a cowards way of saying "I am unhappy". I love my kids to the end of the moon and back and my wife is precious and our family has been through a lot, so one thing I can say is that we are becoming stronger and stronger. :D

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Today is a day for you!

     I remember when the doctor told me I had a stroke, it shook me to the core, infact maybe it was more profound than the stroke itself. I can't really put my finger on why it felt like a bomb inside my little world or reality but it definitely exploded with an array of thoughts and emotions that left me crawling for years. Now with all that being said there was something special, something beautiful that came out of all this mud and mire, I began to fight for everything, not just my health but my rights to having respect, honor and even self worth. From that day I became a fighter, maybe this is where the rocky music kicks in but since I am writing a note you will just have to imagine. Funny thing is, imagine, truly is a profound word in itself. I had to literally imagine what I wasn't, what I could be and even imagine myself without borders, walls and restrictions on who or what I would become. I had to imagine how God was going to use this situation for His glory. You see, people often fall apart because their imagination crumbles, they lose who or what they are, that my friend is precious!
     I began every morning with some words that I whispered to myself and I prayed for strength to see outside my circumstances. I began to imagine....
I would look at myself in the mirror and even though one eye was half shut or if my face couldn't smile or I just couldn't see clearly or hear properly, I would look straight ahead into the mirror and say " Today is a good day for you, you can do this and do it well" Some days I would scream it, some days I would cry it but every day I would look in that mirror and be the coach that I desperately needed. My wife always stood by me, cried by me, laughed with me and fought along side of me. There is something special about overcoming impossibilities, surviving and even thriving. Beating the odds and doing what most thought was brutal or heartbreaking, I am blessed not because of materials or wealth or what have you, I am blessed because God knew I could be so much more than who I am and He stayed with me through the hell and high waters of life only to say "Well done" Gods confidence in me is what makes me press onward and upward. My life is short and love will make me outshine this dark time, this hour of broken dreams. Today is a good day for YOU! 

"give it your best and when that is gone, give it your all" by Ernie V Kasper