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 Why hello there! Last night I was going to blog, but, my boys and I got on the phone last night and we chatted and played games online way to late for me. And today was supposed to be rain, and it is, so here we are! Anyhow, it’s nice that we do get rain days, I just hate how this company decides those are our days off and they reset our work schedule for us! Just ask if it’s my favorite or not! 

   So, that spot in da Mu Hsing, that one spot specifically, the high back stance with double knife strike. That’s the spot I just want to stop at. It’s kind of blah at the moment. I want to stop, but, I’m reminding myself to keep flowing, so it’s this smash up of hesitation and uneasiness. I’m sure it looks as ridiculous as it feels. Haha. But. With that being said. It’s coming. When I bust out some forms today, it will flow even better. It’s been thought about and talked about. Continually worked on and concentrated on. So, this will be nice to wrap up. So yeah, it’s flow I want right now. I can feel the stiffness wanting to creep in. Like stop here. Nope, only forward progression here. Haha. And I’ve got all day, I could literally do that action 500 times, maybe, and it’d still be supper time! I don’t know, I’m just trash talking! 

  Okay, I started the blog yesterday, but, did not finish it. No, I honestly after dinner played with my kids online. We really had a good time, and seriously, all I’ve got is digital interactions with them, I’m a hands on kinda dad, so, if I can do something other than nothing you bet your arse I will. No, I wanted to actually talk about something else, but, I literally just witnessed a wowie of a car accident. It was an accident that missed the front of my car by maybe a meter. It’s was a holy pucker up moment. Fortunately everyone involved is alive. I was on the phone to 911 in seconds and watched the life gasp back into other fella  a few moments later. Myself and “dude on the bike”, we cheered when he did his comeback. Even the 911 lady sighed a sigh! Wow! I’m still a touch shell shocked if you may, it’s not everyday you see something like that. 

   So, I  thinking wow, that was a literal meterish from my car. Three seconds earlier, I’d of gotten it. Three. So, for some reason, I went back in my mind and processed, what took three seconds in my drive from the shop to store to accident scene. Rules of the road followed, blah blah blah. So I thought, hmm, Maybe it was the pedestrian I came to a complete stop for about 75 meters before the accident happened. Huh. Maybe. Maybe it’s a ripple. I stopped from slowly running over a person, who was in a crosswalk I know, weird and something stopped me from getting holy not healthy due to accident. 

   I’m rambling I know. I’m processing. I think what I’m trying to say is, these little things we do for others, our acts of kindness. More importantly, the way we treat ourselves and think of ourselves. It adds up, our thoughts and actions. You put all this effort and energies into the universe, and good things come back. I understand this is an extreme example of goodness out and good luck in, but, I only understand extremes.  It makes me think. Okay, I was shown that and placed there for a reason. I don’t believe in coincidences. Those don’t exist. I do believe in lessons from getting what you put out. Karma, man. Always play nice with lady karma, you always get it ten fold. Good or bad. 

  So, yeah, not quite sure of what to make of the above, but, hey, there is. Maybe, it’s time I look at some of my life choices again, and maybe do something about it, because whamo, just like that dudes...stay safe out there everyone. 

 Okay bye!!  

Mr.Duncan

rain day

 Hola! What’s cracking fellow rat-finks? Oh I’m doing great thanks! I have no idea where I’m going here today...... hahaha. Tuck your chins folks!

I can get this blog out early today because well, we got rained out this morning!! Awesome! Nothing better than hanging out in gp for the day! Haha. Actually, if you get up early like I do, and go for a cruise earlier in the day, boy, you see the events from a Saturday night in grande prairie! Oh what a place. There’s a lot of lost souls here. A lot of people swallowed up by addictions and mental illness. A lot of people just simply forgotten about. I stopped and “gave” a fellow a few coins in change, not entirely sure, but, he was on planet Pluto. Just “standing” there and staring into the sun. I more or less dropped the change close to his feet. He was too messed up to know what just happened. He did speak a bit, but you could hear the hopelessness and sadness in his voice. I don’t say this to make fun of him, I really don’t. I see people in a position like that and my heart breaks a little for them. It’s easy for people not living that lifestyle to just brush them away and sluff them off like they are burdens on society. I am not perfect, no, but I want to help. The honest to goodness truth of it all, is all I can do to help, is drop some change and live by example. I mean, I wasn’t in his exact shoes, but, I was close, and I know how heartwarming it is, when someone genuinely tries to help. Whether you’re in a position to see or accept that help, is another story. 

I’ve seen the same tent parked in front of the same coffee shop for around a week or so. Look hard, but they where there. And almost every morning you’d see the police there. Once they all had a cup of coffee in hand, the next time I saw everyone there, the police where trying to help pack up the campers. I saw that same look of defeat in everyone’s face that day. Like now what? Now where? 

Now, here I sit, deep in contemplation about life and where things could go. What could happen. The some many of life’s possibilities. What can I do to come out ahead, if I can. What can I do to own my situations. I’ve already said it, live by example. Help when I can. You know, I see the team doing the demos and drive-ins and such and that’s really cool. I’m proud to be on this team. I can’t exactly be there often, so, what can I do from here. I do do a fair bit of training, with more coming. My intensity has come back, my need to push and be better, is, well, better. I want to be better. I want to show people, who have had rough goes and been stuck in the same rut and just spinning your tires. Sometimes, a fella has to stop pressing the gas and pause and rethink his approach at life. 

Mentally this summer, I’ve been up and down, but pretty level headed. People have come back and some have ran away. Ha. I’ve met new people, some I care for, others not so much. I’ve learnt a lot about myself while away. It’s easy to disengage when by yourself. Thankfully I’ve got a solid training partner who helps keep me pointed in the right path. And I do the same for him. Kung fu has given me confidence just in myself to be batter person. It’s cool. I have a really good idea of what I am capable of. Not just physically. Mentally, with my words. How to speak. I know I’m a bit of a brute, but, I am good with words when I choose to be.  

To what’s help get me to these questions and thoughts. When we presented our forms this week, I felt good doing my form, I felt good about things. But still there’s a few points of wanting to pause and stop. These are the same places I was stopping and fixing my stances a lot. So there’s, like this built in stoppage of play just sitting there, bam, keep running into it. It has become more noticed in myself, I am more aware of those flaws. Therefore fixing them will be easier. Still ensuring my stances are correct. That’s whats most important, I feel, is my stances. That’s gotta be there before moving on. Otherwise it’s gonna be a long training session. The combinations are working out well I think. Flow feels good, I’m not trying to kill the air in front of my kicks and punches, but, the quality is there. The flow is getting better, the more I pay attention. I’ll get this back. I’ll be back better than I was before. Maybe I’m there? No, not yet. And really where I was is just an older chapter in my book. Where I’m going, that’s a whole new story. 

How’s it gonna go? How’s that story going to unfold? Couldn’t tell ya, but, it’s gonna be good! No matter what happens in my future, it will be just fine. I have the utmost faith that what I’m doing, mentally and physically will lead me to greater places. The desire, the drive, the tenacity, it’s all there, I want all the know,edge! Beforei receive, I gotta put in all the work! Work and pushing limits? That’s what I do. 

I know my positive life decisions have made a difference  in other people’s life’s. Members of my family thank me, for doing what I did so they could see, just what not to do in life! Ha, yeah no problem, great times....hahaha. 

Anyhow ladies, gentlemen, children of all ages, I’m outta here. Gonna clean the snot out of my apartment and meal prep and bet up the shadow in my living room, keeps following me around and copying me.... pretty frustrating, I tell you what! So, irritating *heavy sigh* 

Thanks for your time! See you soon!

Mr.Duncan

Yuppers

 Hey hey it’s me it’s me it’s Mr.D! Hey-ya how ya doing? Me, I’m great thanks for asking. So here we are six months in. And I’ve been at the kwoon what twice maybe? I don’t know. Wild hey?!? Really it’s not much different this year than any other. I’m just gone outta town! Like always! Ha. 

  So, I did want to say a few things at the meeting I just didn’t unmute in time, and the poor connection, by the time I realized, man, Sifu was speaking, so it’s chill, I’ll put it here! I just wanted to say my peace about a few things. Just saying my thing, that’s it. For me, I lost a lot of steam right after the tournament, if I’m going to be honest with everyone. Being that excited and jacked up and striving for something, and boom, work and life interferes and well, I guess I’ll sit this one out. No sweat, I still sent in my videos. I trained for it and pushed limits, and then it’s oh no you gotta work today. Yeah hey boss, could I maybe have this day. Like I’ve worked hard to get into tourney shape and, I’d really like to participate. No, will you can just go home if that’s how it’s gonna be. Oh okay, no sweat I understand, sorry for bothering you with my humanity. I’d didn’t say the last part, wanted too. That kinda sucked. And then we could start having live classes again! Super, but we lost those fantastic videos/lesson online. No sweat that’s a lot of work for everyone involved. But seriously, I meant outside of working with another person one on one, that was the best tool I have ever had. It’s like, oh what did Sifu say? Rewind and oh that’s what he said, bang on! Absolutely that’s a lot of work for everyone! Right then, so, my forms and techniques are kilometres better than they were, but they are twice as far as I want them to be. My kicks, looking good, but, come on, I can do better. Therefore, I need to go back to the intensity I had when I first came back. It will, I’ll just go there, quit being lazy with outside circumstances. No matter the reason, it’s no excuse. Anyhow, back to the basics of what I was doing. That always gets me results. 

   As for the last week, I didn’t get a lot of training in. These last few days, I started kicking and stances and forms again. I did take the long weekend off and seriously just rested. Well needed and deserved. That was a long stint. Anyhow, it was a nice break, I could wish for more, but that’s gonna be a hard nope. Another good stint ahead of us, and hopefully more down the road. It’s sketchy out there, but, hey hopefully, ill still have a gig, when most others are at home. That’s why I work the way I do. So I get to stay around and reap the rewards of still working but an expected honest half as hard. Ahh this is nice. Sure beats running 20km a day! Doing cleanup, so, it’s a lot of machine work and spotter work for me. Spot things and that’s it! A lot of standing and walking. I walk solid 10-15km on a slow day! I should get a Fitbit or something! 

   Anyhow, I do like where my kicks are at. It’s been long enough of just that focus. Back to punches and knife chops. I really like chops! They are so powerful, it’s kind of mind blowing. It all makes sense how everything works, but, once that knife hand is locked and then unloaded, it’s like a fricken bomb goes off. Ha. Love it. Just watch the heavy bag fold around the hand. A literal fold and a skip. Haha. Awesome. Actually, I’m going to delve back into combinations, I was re-reading the focus on hands and I’m like, nah, I should be back at both in combinations. That’s whats needed. Cool. How’s that for a hard turn! 

Anyhow, I’ve said a lot of stuff for now and I’ll talk at ya soon!

Thanks for your time

Mr.Duncan

A quick word

Yeah hey there what’s going on? Well, it’s finally summer! Alright a couple of three weeks here of decent weather. No, I don’t have any fancy plans this weekend! Just trying to get caught up in this disaster my family has left for me at the house! So much for going and doing stuff....well, with all this covid running around, I’d rather just chill at home. I’m good thanks though. No Poly days here in Alberta beach, too much covid, but you should see the people out here! Just yowie Wowie! I bet half these people loose their minds about their kids going back to school, but, here you are shoulder to shoulder at the beach....anyhow....

   Kung fu is great! My side heel thrust kick? Oh it’s great thanks for asking! I’ve focused in and really think I’m nailing that kick again! You know, while breaking down my kicks and really trying to pay attention to what I’m doing has been wonderful. Lots and lots and little issues, I feel I have crushed. The old front thrust kick. Geeing a lot better. But, I was over reaching with it. I was getting “power” and really pushing with that kick, but, it was just not right. Threw the camera up and recorded myself, and picked my kick apart as best as I can, with my limited knowledge. Making progress. Slowly, but surly, I’m getting back to where I know I should be. 

   My strikes I’ve been working on, the three under a second, with that absolute destroyer coming in hot, I am very happy with. Much progress, to the point, I’m changing the punches up and trying to achieve the same speeds and power, with technique of course. It’s slow, because, I’ve trained for those punches, now I am using these punches. So, the body is like, over there smashing punches out, and my mind is like, whoa dude, wrong strikes! Haha.  Slow down, breathe, and concentrate will!

  Last week, in grande prairie, my boys came up and hung out with me for a few nights! Boy was that ever nice. To have my boys while I’m working away! It was a great time. They camped out in my apartment and I just really enjoyed them. Didn’t get much training done with them around, but, meh, that’s life. My boys, the oldest one, more specifically, said he gets it now! Get what buddy? I get why you’re so tired when you get home, or why you do t have a lot to say on the phones some nights, dad. You don’t get a break when you’re up here do you? All I see you doing is either you’re gone to work, or you’re getting ready to work! You really work hard dad. Thank you for doing that! 

   Oh boy, he really knows how to get old dad emotional. I said thank you for paying attention to me. I appreciate you’re words Alex. I want you to know buddy, this is what I do buddy. I bust hump, and work long hours so you guys can have a better life than I. I said, I’ll make you a deal, you keep pushing hard in school and I will not bring you out on the pipeline. You start skipping school  and being dumb, you’re coming to work with me! Understand? 

   If he had school books with him, he would have started doing worksheets!! Hahaha. Smart boy! 

  

  Well, I guess that’s it for now

Talk to you later

Mr.Duncan

A blank stare

    Well, that’s been a week, imma tell you what! I have no idea where to start. I can’t wait for rain, so I can go home and collect my mind! Haha my whole being is just on fire.  I’m trying to train more mindfully now. My free time is limited to very little, so the reps I get in and what I aim to accomplish are as sound as I can get them at the moment. Always room to improve and grow. I’m trying to move for more flow. It’s something I feel that’s lacking. There are a few times in Da Mu Hsing where it’s not a complete stop, I don’t think, but it’s noticeable. Challenge accepted! My kicks I feel are coming along nicely. Daily, incremental progression. Feels good to get the old side heel thrust kick going again. I don’t have much time, so I must be efficient.

Honestly, I don’t have much to say.  My training is consistent, my reps are there, I’m motivated to learn, I’m honestly really distracted though. Like, well, shucks! I’m honestly at a loss, and believe you me, it takes something huge to stump me! Ha. It’s cool. I’m mentally and physically engaged. This is what I’ve trained for. The numerous possibilities that this relationship could go. This relationship I’m shooting for is...it’s all I’ve wanted. It’s my little baby girl, but she’s no baby nor is she little anymore. Dang she’s 16 years old, omg wth my mind literally exploded...holy horse smiles, I’m vapour locked and just asking questions. I just want to get to know her. I can’t wait to hug her, and she says thats cool! I can’t wait. Been saving this hug for years and years friends. Oh boy oh boy. We gotta be slow and at her pace and I gotta consider my boys too. But, I need to be here now. Circumstances have shown me what’s what, and I gotta just be there, share my experience and hope.  Like, I’m still dad....i just don’t know nothing right now, I’m still a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. I know what I said when I was in her shoes grown up man. Okay Challenge accepted.

Every time I have something massive in my life happen, Silent River Kung Fu, is always there. I’m training. The last time I had numerous happenings in my life was when I was last training with SRKF and the IHC. Every single time. I wonder if that’s my lesson to learn....I’d say it is.

Thanks
Mr.Duncan

Hey yo

  Well, 2020 eh!?! The year of curve balls and what is going on here? You know though, let’s be honest, it’s been a good year. Eye opening and full of lessons. Lessons I never knew that would come! Rewards though peeps! For me personally, it’s been full of achievements and milestones. Another 365 days of sobriety, I’ve reconnected to Kung Fu, my grounding source. My source of strength and power. I’ve got it back in my grasp and I’m trying to utilize it to the fullest extent.

   My training has been pretty solid, minus my little vacation a few weeks ago. And, absolutely, my forms are not the best they can be. And no matter any outside circumstances, those results are me. Good. Own the failures and missed opportunities. Okay done that. Now move forward, man! Quit kicking my heels, and I honestly have been. This is not all that I can give. Oh no. I can do better, I just keeping making up excuses.

Like I don’t feel like training tonight. I just lugged around 100lbs of gear through a mud road that trucks can’t go through for 1.5km. One way! Hahaha. Oh man, my calves were on fire man. My sled had a square bottom, because it was a spill tray, not a sled. Every so often, you’d be making good time and then bam you’re stuck! And near faceplant in the mud! Hahaha. You can literally hear the hip being pulled out of place. Yes I said hear! Oh man, bring it on ahhh! You don’t scare me! I got dinner out of it! Bam! And I still did some forms and like one round, maybe of shadow boxing. Then, I was spent for the day.

But, yeah, I’m hitting forms and kicks hard again. I have too. My side heel thrust kick used to be one of my go to’s. It’s was very nice! Today’s kicks are decent, okay! Not where they should be. I want my kicks to be better. To be all that they can be! Ha. So, back to the grindstone. I’ve been practicing holding at the three point. Hold pause looks solid, move forth foot, and pause, pull back toes. That’s the ticket, and repeat. I enjoy doing these simple tasks. So simple, but, so rewarding. Maybe it is the little things in life?

So, how do I combat my excuses. Pushing through, obviously. I like to over complicate and over think and tear apart everything always. Like, it’s a bit of an over obsession sometimes. So, my best bet for now, is to stick to the basics. Stop getting fancy and just practice Kung fu. That’s what I need and want. So, that’s what I going to do. Just back to the basics. Quit talking and start walking...

Okay and you know, another curve ball another test for me. The universe is like, okay cool, you’re there hey Will! You’re doing great. Smiles big and talking positive. Okay dokay Will! Well buddy here’s a blast from the past for ya! I got a random out of the blue text from some one very, very important in my life. I’ve just never the chances to actually do my thing. I’ve asked and begged and shown my desire for just one more opportunity to help fix a completely destroyed and smashed into tiny bits of a relationship from the past. So far so good....we have been texting sun up to sundown. Going slow. Neither of us are overly sure of what to say to each other. We both ask for a clean slate and a shot at life with no one getting in our heads. Sure, no problem kiddo. I’d love one more opportunity to be there for you. I feel this may be that opportunity, but, with ease and patience.

This is what I have trained and meditated and reflected for. This single reason is why I didn’t pull the plug oh so long ago, to rebuild a relationship from the past. I always knew one day, I’d be able to be there. One day, I could say I love you.  This, I feel, will be my greatest challenge since I’ve sobered up. I understand and see, I’m trying so hard, to look unbiased at this relationship and just simply believe in my higher power.  Like I say, when I get out of the way, stop directing my life, and just believe, I can do amazing things...oh man, here we go. This is going to hurt, it’s going to be full of tears and frustrations. Always though, for the better. I do believe this will lead to a greater happiness than I’ve ever known, not just for myself, but for the other party involved. And, honestly that’s whats important here. Her joy and happiness, not mine alone.

Anyhow, Monday’s coming fast, so, have a great night folks.

Thanks for your time
Mr.Duncan

Come and gone

Well, hi there. As you may guess, I don’t have much to talk about, Kung fu wise. I spent the last week and a bit in my head. It’s not bad there. There’s a lot of different places I can go today, as I have stayed busy these few days at home. Yeah, I got to come home. Before this rain shut us down, I’d only been home for 25hrs since May 15ish. Ha. So, this last almost week at home is great.

Like I say I was in my head, lately. I just hit another major milestone in my life, for an extremely personal goal of mine. For as excited as I should have been to hit this milestone, I was kinda being a downer about it. Everyone who knows me, knows I have a heck of a life. Down in the dirt, slinging mud and eating poo pies. I used to be a very bad drunk and I earned the title alcoholic. In every and all senses of that word and whatever image may come to your mind, i probably fit that picture at one point or another in my past. You see, it was 2011, June 2, at around 430-5 am, I am not sure what exactly happened, but, I wanted to change at that exact point in time. We had just partied Canada day and I didn’t want the party to stop. I’ll try to keep this pgish! Partying like nothing matters. Having way too much of a good time. Earlier in the night some drug dealer tried to stab me and the guy I was  with! That was wild, a couple of quick punches and fast dodges and we got out okay. Cops where close by, so we jumped in a taxi and peaced. Found more alcohol, found more drugs and proceeded to carry on. Got back to buddies place and blacked out again, I came too, sitting over this man, I came too just in time to stop the at least assault charges from happening....I let go, walked upstairs, put on my gear and started making phone calls. That image had stayed burned into me. The fear in that mans eyes, the places things where going to go......still shakes me when I think what was about to happen. That’s why I have a heck of a time getting aggressive and wanting to fight today. I know just how far I have been, please no further. Oh boy, do I not want to go there again. At that exact moment in time my higher power slapped me right in the face! With Everything I’ve done, every punch I threw, every ignorant word, every mean look, every cold hearted thing I have done. All in that mans eyes and face that morning on July 2, 2011.   I started making phone calls. I had, had enough, of living like a degenerate. I had enough of literally wasting my life. My wife was pregnant with baby number two, Wyatt, and my three year old, Alex, was terrified of me, legit. I was scared of me too. I was a black out drunk, so whenever I woke up, there was always a feeling of regret, fear of what I did the night before. Did I get into a fight? Did I drink and drive? Did I just escape from the cops? Oh who did I hit? Why Will? Every time why?

   I was given three options. Go to an insane asylum! Go to a treatment center! Go to A.A. I was told pick one or your fired. So I figured I picked the easier of the three options, I chose to go to A.A. these people, they “loved” me from the second I walked in. 145ish lbs. yellow years, pale skin, smelt like death and I moved like it. How could you love me? I always thought. I shook so terribly those first few sober days, the coffee would literally jump outta my cup. The language I knew, was barbaric and incoherent. “How is your day sir?” I usually, just nodded and said fine thanks. My mind as so littered with confusion and hatred. How did I get here? How did I let myself go so far? Oh my god, why are these f’n people talking to me? Get out of my space!! Get away from me! How can that person tell so much of my story? He doesn’t know me!

   They never left me alone. Being alone was my problem, they wanted to see me succeed. So no one, not one person would accept failure from me. If you’re gonna drink Will, you had better call me first! Many nights I would spend staring into the stars, just trying so hard to not drink. Trying so hard to fight that demon. These people, they promised me. They bloody well PROMSIED me, that I could have a new life. I could be what I want to be. I could get and stay sober. I could earn the respect of my family again. I could be a progressive part of society. I will loose the desire to drink!!. I just had to do the work. I laughed in their face, promise? Promises are what you tell children so the finish their chores, don’t lie to me. They said you’ll see....
A few weeks later, after many shared tears and shouting matches with the walls, I honestly felt the desire to drink just leave me. The higher power I was praying too, that being, really came through. Pulled me a solid, id say. I asked and begged and cried myself to sleep, and I woke up one day, not
wanting to drink, the shakes, the confusion the hatred, all was being lifted up and out of me. I no
longer felt like my cousins suicide was my fault. I decided to get drunk, instead of calling my cousin that night..........like I really, really wanted to. That moment was another fine example of my character, back in the day. I finally accepted and admited my faults to another. Asked for forgiveness and I made a promise to my higher power, that I’ll stay away from the booze, I’ll keep trudging the trenches, I’ll keep being better every day, even it’s just half of a percent.
 
    I’ve kept that promise. I’m not exactly sure when, but after a few years of literal A.A. life support, I was able to stay out into the “real world”. In the sense I never did go to a treatment center of any sorts, except, to go speak at one, when I was like just over a year sober. I learnt so much in that group. I was given a free second chance at life. These people loved me show up, I learnt what emotions were.  How anger isn’t always the best idea. Haha. I learnt to respect myself and my soul. I learnt there’s so much more to life than how many bottles of beer can you drink in a sitting. There’s so much out there.
     I had this hole still in my soul. It felt like that feeling I used to get before I’d But, in any event, I came across SRKF in a small little gym with my kid some other kids and a couple of smiling black belts. That empty feeling, it went away,, when I sat and watched in the beginning. I joined a few weeks later. The empty hole I felt. Going going gone! That missing link if you may, it was there. I finally, after trying so hard for so long, I finally felt complete-ish.  I knew right from the moment I first slipped on my gi, this was what I needed to finally become whom I’m supposed to be.
    I want to say that was sevenths years ago. That moment when things started to click for me. When I started to define my purpose on this planet. When I finally started to carve my own path. Kung fu started to give me more confidence and self esteem, like I’d never really had before. It’s takes for more of a person to show restraint and use words than as  opposed to breaking someone’s nose. I could never find success with martial arts while I drank, I always found ways to use what I learnt in the streets. But, here was different. SRKF was different. I wanted to learn how to seek and destroy, and I was taught balance and harmony. I wanted to learn how to snap and cripple, but I learnt calm and patience. I guess I am learning what I need to learn. Take me out of the equation, and boy, can I fly. When I’m not running the show, I can do amazing things with my mind and body.

   It’s kinda funny, how some of my major moments in Kung fu that will always stick with me happen or around July 2. Honestly, I’ve blogged about them. Ha. It’s nice having moments written down. It’s a great tool we have. This year. I celebrated quietly. Very quietly, upstairs, where it all began.  Sure, I’ve had some ups and downs. I’ve been like a dog chasing squirrels. But I’ve always been watching and learning. I’ve been quiet lately, because I’ve been reflecting. Just about everything. Where I was to where I am. Where I’m going, what’s happening. I’ve come to the conclusion. This is an amazing ride. I’ve been blessed more ways than one, and continue to be blessed.
   Oh, those promises I talked about?! Every single one of them have come true. I have this amazing gift with so many amazing people, it’s kinda overwhelming at times. I get to see my family, they love me! I have all these friends, they are really cool! Nobodies trying to actually stab me, that’s a huge bonus. When you find friends that won’t actually stab you, you stick with them. No high speed chases. No wilding out and getting violent. Man! That in itself is a promise come true! Hahaha.

    So, I guess what I’m trying to say, is happy belated July 2, it’s personally, it’s my  favorite day of the year! And, well, thanks for hanging in there and reading that rambling!


Talk to you soon
Mr.Duncan