On the playground with my kids, and they jump on and off things right side up, upside down, like they are floating in the pool. “Mommy, mommy, you do it!”. “What if I fell?”, I think. Well, what if I did?! I would stuff my pride back in my pocket and gracefully pick... And there was a moment of stillness. When the pause was long enough to step out of myself, I stepped into myself. YES! Do you give yourself credit for your feats (yays, good jobs, kick ass moments)? If you don’t no one will! Somewhere along the line there was a message not to toot our own horn. That we are supposed to be everyone else’s cheerleader. I am calling bull shiFt! When... We think our ideas and our intentions seem different, yet, we end up sadly doing the same thing. We meet someone who seems daring and puts themself out there, and we swear that is not us and we can’t do that. We compare our outsides to their insides and then we... It is a juggling act to keep my shiFt intact. One of my balls could drop at anytime. Summer schedule added mayhem on top of my already stuffed schedule. And daylight savings did not add an extra hour to my day. With so much summer fun-shine, I lost time. Sound... To my husband and to all men that give selflessly today and everyday. Happy Fathers Day to my hero!