This video is so comforting. She looks so much like you here ma & it’s been forever since I’ve seen your smile, but this here is everything. Feels like you’re here too ma❤️ • So good to see you smiling today nana Lose, another day with you is a blessing. #VisitsToHerBigSissyToday#Asians#BloomfieldStrong
So much to do, so little time. Send positive vibes my way, friends! I’m cramming like crazy right now. My final lecture recital is coming up next week, and I do NOT feel ready 😱 gotta finish strong though! “Suffer the pain of discipline or suffer the pain of regret!” 📸: @another.sung
we lived in a small rental in Glendale. Where people that haven’t been outside of Utah would class ghetto. Where shootings, drugs, and our car got stolen more times than our insurance payed. Before thrifting was cool and it was our only option. When my dad worked two jobs and my mom worked three. Where we still couldn’t make ends meet and had to downgrade to a smaller apartment. My parents rubbing two cents together to give me a birthday. Where dial up was too expensive so the tv was my best friend and we couldn’t afford Cartoon Network so I’d watch home improvement shows on regular tv. I’d stay awake at night longer than a child should and imagine tearing down walls so I can have my own bedroom with things that matched and I got to choose. Where most of the loud noises from my parents vocals were about money. My dream was to grow up and be able to take care of them. I was 7 years old when I set up my own yard sale from day to night in the summer. 9 when I sold ramen packets at school. 12 when I started my first job. 15 when I started selling drugs. 18 when I bugged all my friends for Mary Kay. 20 when I truly understood money wasn’t meant to be my suffocating thoughts and instead live so abundantly I’d never have to think about money at all.
Recently I watched a humbling reminder by @therock now the number one paid actor reflecting on all the places of his childhood. Where he caused trouble and got arrested. Where his family was evicted and where he’d stare across the street everyday to a sky rise condominium, asking himself how nice it would be to have a beautiful home.
It’s incredible how someone can take away another’s excuse. A short two minutes to give hope when we’re feeling stuck. How am I ever gonna get out of this? Can we really live the good life? How would it be like to live like that? Own that home? Drive that car? Is dreams and luxury for someone else but not for me? What makes me think I can? Who am I? What makes me worthy.
The answer is, “if you’re willing”
Shock the world with your change.
Shock yourself with your capacity.
Shake the ones that put you down.
Tremble the ones who didn’t believe.
I’ve seen you go from an insecure boy holding on to childish things.
Relying on games to numb the boredom then putting away what doesn’t matter to picking up priorities.
Go from entertaining to educating yourself.
Go from killing, spending, and wasting time to investing it.
Pleasure seeking to purpose creating.
From fearing people’s judgements to becoming a positive influencer.
From avoiding conflict to facing it head on.
From being passive aggressive to speaking up for yourself and others.
I saw you put on your suit as armor for our family.
I’m so grateful to have a man who is humble enough to submit himself.
I’ve seen you earn the respect of men you respect.
I’ve been loved by you at a level I never knew existed.
Thank you so much for choosing this uphill battle.
Gods trusting you with lives and you’re honoring his blessing.
There are two most important days in a humans life, they day we were born and the day we figure out why.
I’m gonna be honestly, when someone asked my what my favorite holiday was, I’d say my birthday.
I use to make such a big deal on my birthday that it turned into my birth week and birth month. It was all about me.
I’d have all of these expectations. And set myself up for self caused disappointments. I had my eyes in this or that and nothing felt enough. I was bratty and ended my day with a feeling in my chest like “it was just another day like any other.” Let down.
Now I’m 25. Half way to 50. A quarter of a century.
I figured out life and happiness isn’t about self seeking and reflecting off the mirror.
And when instead of asking what can make me happy, I asked how can I make them happy, I was happy.
Instead of asking how can I have peace, I asked how can I create peace with others, and found my inner peace.
Instead of asking when am I going to be loved, I showed love to others and felt love in return.
After handwriting 25 letters to 25 incredible women in my life currently, I got to see each of their smiles and felt their embrace.