A lot of people have overlooked great things because they were waiting for something better to come along.
How dare you know my life better than I
I dare all!
Hi Daryl
That’s a terrible ‘dad joke.’ Surely you can’t be serious.
I’m not serious, I eat cereals
Did you know that white people have had a huge impact on European history?
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Terrible means great in the land of the dad
This is why we can’t have nice things.
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Some of my (our) favourite moments are the times we’re the most lost.
Unplanned.
My ancestors had a phrase that has become the popularized saying “today is a good day to die”
Hokahey
Crazyhorse being the badass he was, would yell it when charging into battle.
It’s not really meant as “time to die” but more of I am ready! I am brave. I am strong. I love my family and they love me. If today is the day, so be it. I am ready for judgement!
This dad is practicing what it means.
That’s awesome. Sounds like your lineage is Klingon.
The Lakota were the badasses that forced the US Army to surrender. The Dakota areas would be a much different place if they had the numbers to stop people from using the Oregon Trail.
So the Klingons using that phrase has always been a lovely thing
if they had the numbers to stop people from using the Oregon Trail.
They should’ve tried more dysentery. Worked on me.
Also, small rivers that need fording.
I do this with my daughter while waiting for her therapy appointment. We sit in the park across the street and eat a happy meal while chatting. I don’t know if it’s the therapy or the time together but she’s so much more balanced since we started this I’m good paying for the therapy even if it’s our conversations that are making that difference.
It’s one of the highlights of my week, and I’m about to leave the office to go grab her for it.
I’m pretty sure both are helping. Good on you. Keep it up.
This is absolutely beautiful and it’s making me cry. Therapy is so important and so is time with you, just enjoying each other’s company, being relaxed. Precious moments.
This kind of thing is seriously the best that life gets. Being able to recognize those moments and appreciate them is one of the best skills somebody can obtain. Mindfulness meditation and stoic philosophy have helped me immensely in being able to appreciate these types of situations for the real value that they have.
As a father of a toddler, I try to appreciate every day and not take these types of moments for granted.
I’m very mindful of the fact that this time I’m living in right now is the period of my life that I’ll revisit in my memories on repeat when I’m an old man.
Well done, OP, for realizing it in the moment!
It’s actually pretty easy. Look around you and be grateful for what you have and stop thinking about all the things you don’t have.
If you’re waking up on a rainy Monday and not hating your life, you’re doing pretty well.
I love rainy Mondays
That’s what I do, look out the window through the rain to watch my brand new Brabus G-Wagon
And if you work hard, someday you’ll be able to afford a really nice car.
It’s choir and a local sub shop for my me and my daughter.
Also, our constant argument about who is better, Alastor or Vox.
Whoever she says is better, is better.
Trust me on this one, the ROI is unmatched.
Too late. T-shirts already ordered.
When will it fit her?
My little one and I had a secret thrill together. He had a very early commitment on Saturday, so we’d go to Friendlys after. It was still pretty early so families would be there eating breakfast, while we were “those” people with an ice cream Sundae. All those kids would be so jealous thinking my little one got to have ice cream for breakfast, and I always got glares from exasperated parents. Little did they know we’d been up for hours, already had a good breakfast while it was still dark, and had already spent more time doing stuff together than many of them would the entire rest of the day
I spent my childhood sitting in the back of a car whilst my mum and her best mate would moan about men every night, or following them around to see if they were in the pub getting pissed so she could go and throw drinks at him.
One day we came home as we were being burgled, probably my people my step dad knew.
I would have taken ballet and ice cream, even as a dude.
My mom and I don’t have a lot in common, and I think part of it is she sometimes worries she didn’t spend enough time with me as a kid because she worked so much. Her taking me to music lessons and then hot cocoa afterwards are some of my coziest memories with her.
I want this but I can’t even take care of myself, let alone another human. :(
I believe in you. :)
I’m with it. I’ve been living the same day for over 10 years. It’s groundhogs day.
Progress, not perfection.
I bet if you make a list of positive things about yourself, and undoubtedly there are many of them, fears you have overcome, goals you’ve reached, things you can be proud of that come naturally to you. Reach back to your childhood, perhaps, to your natural state, before the world ground you down.
Read the list to yourself two or three times every day. I promise you, it will light a spark of positivity that will burn for hours afterward. You’ll feel your mind resolving thoughts more positively. Negative thinking will become less instinctive. Intrusive thoughts will fade.
For me the hardest part was shaking this idea my parents had engrained in me, that the consequence of hard work is being tired and even complaining. That’s not true. The consequence of hard work is momentum. Hard work gets easier the more you do it.
You can either suffer the pain of hard work or the pain of regret, so it’s worth it to make friends with doing things you don’t want to do, because as far as I can tell it never stops.
Not long enough.
Sigh.
Yooo… ever since having my first child, my daughter, it feels like time is fkin flying. Every single day at work I’m thinking to myself… I want to be home with my family, I need to find a way out of wage slavery.
After my son was born I would get up in the morning, usually before he and wife were awake, go to work. When I got home from work I would be lucky to see him for an hour before my wife put him to bed. Hardly ever saw him.
Then the pandemic happened, he just turned two at the time. I was then told to work from home. It was brilliant. I got to spend so much time with my son. I still work from home now but he’s at school these days.
The pandemic was not kind to a lot of people but for me personally I have great memories because of it.
Damn, this is about the same scenario with me. But after being laid off in my last role, which was remote, I got stuck into a role where I have to be on-site. I’m still applying to remote roles, I can’t settle for on-site work especially when 90% of my work can all be done through PC/Internet access.
Similar for me. I got let go from a good job right before the pandemic. Got some unemployment, then it kept getting extended because of the pandemic.
Got to spend everyday with my boy, and used the time to start my own business and things have never been better. It starts ripping by fast, though.
I always think, there was a time when my dad picked lifted me up and neither of us knew it was for the last time.
Sometimes I don’t want to do kid stuff, don’t have the energy or whatever. I try to picture myself 80 years old, gone back in time for one day with my young family, always give me the energy to keep it up.
As a childless Millennial, nothing sounds weirder to me than to hear someone speak like a Zoomer and mention having a child in the same sentence. In my eyes, y’all are still teenagers.
I’m a millennial… and I’m still young in mind. Adulting is hard.
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I have a 4 year old son and I absolutely love taking him to have some ice cream (he loves Yogurtland). The excitement and smile on his face when he gets a treat he likes is the thing I will think about most when I’m on my death bed. It wasn’t the new car or the promotion that will cross my mind, it will be about spending time with him and doing things which make him the most happy.
Those nights are definitely a good thing!