So, in March this year I postured with the a really brief post about pushing. The reality is, I felt and knew a lot behind the scenes that wasn’t projected outwardly. It certainly was all about pushing…and a month and a half later, I haven’t lost focus.

Push.

I watched Seamus the other day. In fact studied both Aiden and Seamus but Aiden, being older, the bike and lots of things just comes naturally and easier as you’d suspect as the older brother. But I watched the little big man do this little plastic jump. Watching him watch me for re-enforcement that he was safe…and cool…and getting better…and like his big brother…and like his daddy…and getting older…and…

Over and over. I watched. And smiled back.

I was compelled to grab my camera and just shoot. Mainly to capture the essence of someone pushing so hard.  Trying to make it all right. To succeed. To please. To validate himself. I was inspired.

And I am doing this now. This pushing…still. Making absolute my conviction to support my family.

My life has changed since April 1…days before writing that brief blurb on pushing, and I am pushing still. I will succeed and create the next wave of my life in a way that ensures I spray my efforts in 360° array to absolutely enforce to all around me that I mean what I say. That I can support the three part teeter totter….make life secure…enjoyable…livable….evolutionary.

We can die now. Don’t stop pushing. Milk it all. Be greedy for life.