Month: January 2025

There is nothing like a change in routine to either remind you there is more out there, and also that sometimes we dont need too much change. For example, this weekend I managed to stumble onto story time and crafts at the Yorba Linda Public library which Zyan loved. Then we went to hang with some dear friends, and that turned out to be a wonderful change to our typical Saturday.

However Sunday night turned out to be a long event as Zyan felt unwell, throwing up multiple times, forcing my wife to stay up with him till 430am which meant an exhausted spouse who needed my support. I skipped gym and work this morning, instead, choosing to spend my morning with Zyan until he got tired.

Now in this current quiet, I appreciate some change has necessary, and others a reminder of why routines matter. It makes for an interesting time, inviting me to stretch, grow, support, do the things a parent that usually fall onto one partner because that’s truly the only way to keep it fair. Its a real reminder that change makes sense when you have your wits about you, but routine is what allows you the time and breath to be able to adapt.

Happy Monday!

On my birthday eve, it feels important to take stock of where I am currently. It helps that my birthday is the in the first month of the year, and also always allows me space to consider how the previous year went and how I want the present year to go. I tacked on dry January this month after experiencing a horrendous New Years Day hangover that had me in bed all day. That’s something I do NOT want my son to see or experience. My reasons for getting to that point irrelevant except that to notice my behavior and ensure it either doesn’t happen or there are far fewer occurrences.

While I managed to stick to my workouts and intermittent fasting, work growing extremely fast took me my surprise (and it shouldnt have.) It led to a change in my weekdays which contains less of Zyan. It has not been easy for either my wife or as he undergoes testing our boundaries (well more of hers since she has him way longer), and we see less of each other. So while it appears to be good news in a sense, I can happen feel a tinge of sadness each time I leave him.

Who knew that having a toddler at 53 could be so much fun? It still feels unreal, still fantasy, still like a moment that will disappear. Looking around my life now, I think back to my 33 year old who was clueless, still finding his way, still wondering what life had i store for him. A bit too heavy. unfocused, unsure, insecure and concerned on how to make a living. And poof, now there are different worries, and it hits me its this low level anxiety that keeps me pushing forward, staying curious, trying new things. doing hard things because I have people actually depending on me.

They not only support me in multiple wayrs, they make me want to be the best version of myself. Which means asking myself the hard questions, leaving things that don’t serve me, giving myself appropriate breaks, and also taking the time to not also feel gratitude but also look forward to 54.

Happy Tuesday all!

Today begins a hectic month for me at work, and all the other areas of my life. I already started the day missing my 5am workout because I wanted to ensure my son was okay and my wife supported as it was a long night. I rushed into this Monday anticipating a lot of things, but the life had its own things to add. From breakdowns to breakthroughs. From moving to a new office to thinking of new ways to handle stress and upcoming work.

From still learning on things to improve on to still discovering that clear communication takes time to build when we start with old assumptions and not truly present. Its a lesson that I continually face as work gets busier and more and more gets on my plate. It can be easy to lose track of my why for all the things I wish to do with my life. But thats a cop out, too. Just like showering daily, I get to work on this daily rather than saying I did it once (like resolutioins).

Thats not to say I have anything against resolutions because they are a great motivator, but I also know me that I tend to overly focused on the destination rather than the journey or the lessons to take from that challenge. Apparently, there are still a lot old lessons I get to relearn, and for once, apply to my life so that way I am not in the same position as before.

So today on this New Day. I endeavor do lean old lessons so I can build a foundation for a new me.