I’m grateful I’ve learned how to manage arguments between my two daughters. This last one, I did not engage, acknowledged each of them so they both felt heard, and offered a solution that worked for all three of us. I did not get angry, however there was a consequence. My youngest daughter and I would not get to watch Thor, the next movie in our Marvel chronological series. I’m grateful I stood true to my word and not only did she do four hours straight of math homework sitting next to me while I was working on my Challenges, we watched Thor the following evening when she had caught up with all her assignments. I’m also grateful she agreed to do an hour yoga with me as long as I joined her in Just Dance. We only got four songs in because her sister needed last minute assistance on a project. I’m glad my daughter was accommodating and allowed me to give the time her sister requested.

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Last week I received a text from my girlfriend who brought to my attention that this month is Woman’s History Month and Monday, March 8th, is International Woman’s Day. She wanted to remind me to acknowledge and appreciate all the women in my life, then continued to list them off to me. It’s one thing to know you have a lot of close friends of the opposite sex, and it’s another to have your partner not only give each of them by name, yet do so in a way that also shows her appreciation they enrich and bring joy into her partner’s life as well.

 

I don’t believe her expectation was for me to post a blog showing my appreciation. I think she had meant for me to text a strong woman quote to my close friends followed by, “I appreciate you, Happy Inspirational Woman’s Day.” As I always tend to do, I figured I’d go one step further. Read more

I’m grateful I had the entire week at home to not only catch up with my to-do-list items, but also to have an uninterrupted week with my girls. This week’s highlight was taking my youngest daughter on her second private pilot flight lesson. We also had the privilege of her sister joining us and taking pictures of the two of us while I instructed her (I got into my “teaching” mode and forgot she was even in the back seat). I’m grateful to have visual memories of our flight together. I will have to say, I never had a student sit there on descent, trying to get a hangnail out of her fingers, oblivious that she had stopped flying the aircraft, more concerned about picking the skin than focused on the airport we were approaching. I can tell she’s used to sitting there with Dad flying, not being the one who’s in control. We both had a good laugh.

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