Admittedly, I have had an incredibly selfish month. The past 36 days, to be more exact. But I have done this consciously, and cautiously. For the first time in my 23 years, I made the clear choice to allow myself to focus on me, and I began the most incredibly journey of #100happydays www.100happydays.com
Now, I need no reminder of the fact that this movement is the exact opposite of that, focused on giving and connecting and inspiring others to be just as outwardly thoughtful and considerate. But that is the funny thing that I have learned already through this past month: when you begin to learn how to truly love yourself, how to praise yourself, to focus on encouraging and building and strengthening your own soul, you inspire others to do the same. Caring for ourselves is something so over-looked these days, and finding true happiness within our own hearts, unto ourselves and without the influence or ignition of any other individual, it is the most rewarding, self-empowering, genuine, gratifying content that I have ever known. And others see that, and they feel that, and they SUPPORT that, and they truly want nothing more for you than to continue being happy, each and every day. It is such a wild (and unfortunately rare) occurrence these days, to find people who are so happy for you just being happy for yourself. It is magnificent. [Read more…]
Just as I was rounding the corner, passing East Side Mario’s and in the opposite direction of the Bay, a gentleman complimented me on my Team Canada Jersey (the awesome Black, Red and Gold one!). We started talking a little about the Olympics and the successes our Olympians have had so far, when he said to me “You need a toque to go along with that jersey!”. And no sooner was he giving me the hat off of his head, telling me that he had more at home because his son was at the Olympics. I don’t know if anyone has tried to find themselves an official Olympic hat lately, but I can assure you that they are nearly impossible to get ahold of AND this man selflessly and without the slightest hesitation gave me his own.
Well, this is a story that I wanted to pass on. I was on a flight the other day and I was sitting next to an elderly couple who were traveling to Philadelphia from Wichita along with their sister and brother in law. They were going to attend the funeral of the wife’s’ oldest sister. I passed on my condolences and we made small talk on the plane. I felt for this sister as she had said that the eldest sister that had passed was like the second mother to the family. The husband, had cut/rasped his arm on the seat and as he was taking a blood thinner, like Cumadin(don’t know the spelling) , it made his skin very thin and so every small bump was a potential big deal. So the Southwest (my fav.) Airline attendants were above and beyond with helping this older fellow out and there was also a doctor involved as the situation became more serious. After 45 minutes, the wound was controlled but the flight attendants and the doctor were the true do-gooders in this situation and my hat is off to them.
I was running late for a meeting this morning when I turned down a side street to park. A minivan was spinning it’s wheels, stuck in a rut and blocking the road. A couple of cars were trying to pass but there was no room. I was able to turn around and was about to drive away and look for another spot. Just then I thought of my daughter Parry who is doing 24 acts of kindness in memory of Karri. I pulled over, jumped out of the car and was able to help push the van back on to the road. As I walked away the wife of the driver thanked me profusely. If I was a thinker, like my wife Cheryl, I would have given her my Karri bracelet. I’ll try to remember for next time.
Tonight I am volunteering with my Kiwanis Club doing a 50/50 draw at the storm game to raise money for Kiwanis and I am dedicating my volunteering to Karri. I am going to let everyone know about Karri Hour and hopefully get more people involved with Karri Hour. I think of you, Tracy, Lexi and Karri often and will often buy a coffee for someone behind me at Tim Hortons and tell them it is from Karri Hour so hopefully they look up what this awesome Karri Hour is all about.
Once in a while we get a very special Karri Hour submission. Please follow the work of 25 year old Lynsey Hodgson who is doing battle with a brain tumor and recently decided to celebrate her 25th birthday by undertaking 25 separate acts of Karri Hour. Please show your support for this courageous young lady by following her blog and, as I’m sure Lynsey would love, making your own Karri Hour commitments.
I love to think I’m a good person.
For anyone who was luck enough to have met Kar, I think we can agree that he plays a role in a our everyday life whether revered in the mind, felt in our hearts, or witnessed through random acts of kindness. I love that. I also love how he has pulled together so many long lost friends and puzzle pieces to the ‘good ol days’. At the golf tourney, many attendees shared the same appreciation in that it was a beautiful day, successful reunion, and overall overwhelming display of kindness. However, amongst all the familiar faces, the one person that really made it all possible was missing; Karri.
Who can’t resist putting a smile on someone’s face. As you know Tim Horton’s have their smile face cookies again, so Thursday I purchased 14 of those smile cookies, individually wrapped and after ordering them pulled up to the window and asked the woman at the window to pass them out to the next 14 people behind me. As we know 14 was Karris baseball number so as I did last year at this time, we put a smile on 14 people’s faces. Karri had this infectious smile that would make everyone around him SMILE so its only fitting that we pass this great smile on and on and on. So lets continue to make our world a better place one Karri Hour at a time. And most of all keep smiling it looks good on you. 🙂
I miss Karri. I have never had a life impact me so significantly as Karri’s has.