Is Anyone Else Sick and Tired of Parenting? | Raising Kvell

I read this post and I thought to myself ‘if i wasn’t so caught up thinking about why I fail at life, i could have written this’.  Now I know that its a bit unfair to say I fail at life.  But we all feel that way.  Happier posts are on their way I promise.

 Is Anyone Else Sick and Tired of Parenting? | Raising Kvell.

10 Most Inspiring Personal Development Quotes | Live Learn Evolve

So I still am new to this but this is one of my favorite blogs. This happens to be an awesome post.  Now, how do I give credit where credit is due?  UMMMM, read this (click the link), like it and share it.  and I hope I don’ t get sued for plagiarism or copy-write crap.

10 Most Inspiring Personal Development Quotes | Live Learn Evolve.

Pondering’s of a single dad

I’ve had this blog in the back of my mind for a long time now, since September 6th to be exact.  Never knowing what to write or how to express it.  I spend so much time reading other peoples expressions about nearly everything in life that I often wonder who’s life I am living? who’s impression of the world is creating and shaping my reality?  These unanswered questions (unanswered because I dare not answer them) led me to the next batch of questions. Questions that are begging to be answered by nearly everyone I know. and yet when answering these questions often spawns a change in reality.

What is my reality?

What defines me?

While these seem like meaningless questions from an online dating site (and many sites do ask these by the way), they have me stumped.  Or rather had me stumped.  As typical as it sounds, while sitting on the beach watching my kids run in and out of the water it dawned on me that life cannot be defined by anything less than the concepts and morals that wake me up each day.  The motivation of the actions that I accomplish, not the actions are what is important.  I am not defined by my job, or my car, I am defined by my values.  Understanding this really pissed me off.  Now I was back to square one. Why do I value that which I value? Who defines my morals and makes sure my compass is true?