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There are many sweet moments to parenting and some not-so-sweet moments. But one of the things I am in awe of about my daughter is her self-confidence. At five years-old, there is nothing she can’t do, or so she says to herself. “Mommy, I can help you with that”. “Mommy, I can do this”. “Mommy, I can do that”. She is confident she can do whatever she puts her mind to, because no one has ever told her different.

No one has ever told her different, not even herself.

Because that’s what happens as we get older, right? We are our own worst critic. We tell ourselves that we can’t do something, we tell ourselves that we are incapable of doing something, we tell ourselves that we’ll never be good enough. Why are we so negative to ourselves? Why do we treat ourselves so shabbily, in ways that we would never treat another human being?

Self-confidence is not overrated; it is a necessity.

If you don’t believe in yourself, who will? If you don’t believe you can do it, how can someone else believe you can? If you don’t believe you can be amazing, how can someone else know that amazing person lurking underneath?

If you knew how capable you are, you’d stop worrying and start amazing yourself. -Shannon Kaiser

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You, yes you, are an amazing individual. You’ve got it going on and don’t even realize it.

Somehow after childhood ends, and we enter those awkward teenage years, our self-worth begins to take a hit. Maybe somebody made fun of you or you didn’t have the right clothes or you did not have good grades. And then adulthood beams its unrelenting gaze on you, and your self-confidence goes on its epic roller coaster of highs and lows.

However you got here, it is time to get off the worry/self-worth raucous ride, and realize that you are capable of anything that you put your mind to. You have the capacity to be all kinds of awesome. You have the capacity to amaze yourself.

Isn’t that exciting?

You can rewrite this next chapter of your life and start BEING AMAZING.

Lest you think that this girl typing furiously on her keyboard has it all together, know that I don’t. But I desperately want to amaze myself. I know that I am capable of so much more and I know that you are too 🙂

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Thankful: 2015 Edition

According to Dictionary.com, the definition of “thankful” is: feeling or expressing gratitude; appreciative.

Well, that is how I am feeling right now. With Thanksgiving right around the corner, I feel I have much to be thankful for and I am definitely appreciative for the blessings that have happened this year:)

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This year I am thankful for:

* My dad’s surgery going successfully.

* Our re-entry into California. From arriving here safely to everything working out like we had hoped, I am so thankful!

* My daughter’s new school and her wonderful and amazing teacher.

* For friends that no matter what happens, they got your back.

* A roof over my head and food in my belly.

* My daughter who tells me that I am her best friend *heart melts*

* My husband who continues to be my champion and whose shoulder I lean on more times than I can count.

* For my cat who doesn’t mind that I talk to him in “baby talk” and tell him how much I “wuv him”.

* For our freedoms and living in this beautiful country.

What are you thankful for as 2015 winds down?

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Gratitude

 

Every once in a while, I really want to say out loud, the things that I am thankful for. Life always has so much going on, and it’s easy to lose track of those happy moments. So I am grasping the ones that are fluttering around me at the moment.

I am thankful for:

  • Coffee. I feel like that has to be said 😉
  • The library. And the fact that my daughter’s face lights up every time I tell her that we are going there. The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree
  • Getting a free preview of MLB Extra Innings, so my husband and I were able to watch a few Angels games up here in Oregon! Yay! I miss being able to see my team play. Go Angels!!!

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  • My daughter when she says “I love you Mommy”. Cue all the heart-melting
  • The fact that the weather has cooled off up here. We were melting, seriously. It doesn’t always rain in the Portland area, it really, really doesn’t. They have summers here, for real. #themoreyouknow
  • Actually getting to the see the new James Bond trailer. Squeeeeeeeee!!! You know where I will be in November; at the theatre drooling over watching Daniel Craig. I mean James Bond 😉
  • My husband and my dad, the two strongest yet caring men I know.

What are some things you are thankful for?

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Backstory

So, 4 months is quite a long time to be away so let’s catch up shall we?

Well, last summer my family moved to Oregon from Southern California and we currently live in a suburb outside of Portland. We’ve explored all our new area has to offer and having rain during the winter with some nights hitting lows of 29 degrees has definitely been interesting!

I have loved having Powell’s Bookstore within driving distance. I have loved the good food Portland has to offer. I have loved my library and my daughter and I are there all the time checking out books and movies 🙂

I get why people love Fred Meyer’s. I get why people love the beautiful green trees and fresh air. I get why people absolutely fall in love with Oregon. I really, really do.

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But…

(You knew one was coming, didn’t you?)

Life is full of decisions you make at any given time. You make decisions all day long. What you are going to eat for breakfast, are you going to work out today, should you get the oil changed today or tomorrow, and on and on. Pretty mundane in the decision-making department, right?

But then there are the life-changing decisions that you make, that you feel are the best for that particular moment in time. Whether you quit a job, or say yes to an engagement or decide to go back to school and get that degree you’ve always wanted. Moving, whether it is to a new city, state, or country, ranks right up there with the whole altering life kind of thing.

Needless to say, after long consideration my husband and I decided that Oregon is not the best choice for us after all. My family and I are going to be moving back to Southern California.

Yes, I am going back to Cali, Cali, Cali…

Oregon is an amazing place and I have nothing negative to say about it all. It is a great place to live and raise a family.

But it just never felt right…

For our family, we need to go back to our roots and those roots are back in California. We miss our extended family and our friends. We miss having a support system. We thought those things would be things that we could just work through but it was becoming apparent that that just wasn’t the case.

Also, for reasons I am unable to disclose, there have been some personal issues for our family that were magnified here and it is best for us to go back to our home.

Our real home. Under the California sun.

Our decision to move to Oregon was made with the best intentions. We felt a calling to come here and plant roots here. We felt a calling to put down our stakes and make a new life here amongst the tall and beautiful trees.

But sometimes that whisper you hear, or that knot that starts forming in your stomach, simply cannot be ignored. And part of the hesitation in admitting that a decision is not working out, is that one does not like to feel like they made a mistake.

And that’s okay. Because I don’t see our move to Oregon as a mistake. I see it as a stepping stone onto something bigger and better.

In fact, ever since we came to the conclusion that going back to SoCal was in our best interest, it really and truly feels like a weight has been lifted off of us.

As for specifics on our move back to California, I don’t have a date yet. We are planning to move in the next few months, but we have some things to take care of here before we hit the road.

Sometimes you have to go through it to get to it, if you know what I mean. But that’s okay.

I am so happy to be going back to my home. My real home.

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Holy guacamole! The Random Path is 3 years old! I can’t believe that this lil ‘ol blog that I started in December of 2011, is still my own and a space that I write and share

I admit that blogging hasn’t always been easy, and sometimes life gets hard and messy and that it doesn’t always allow time for getting behind that keyboard. But us bloggers, we persevere right? 😉

I have learned a lot about myself as a writer, and as a person. And this blog has also allowed me to make the online friends, my real-life friends, which is a huge plus!

Also a HUGE thank you to ALL of you dear readers of The Random Path. It means a lot that you want to read my words and want to share this space with me

And I must give a special thank you to Tonya, Anna, Shannon, and Tanya. You girls have been absolutely amazing in your support and friendship and I just wanted you to know that I truly appreciate it 🙂

XO,

Mackenzie

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Christmas Wishes

Hello Everyone!

December sure flew by, didn’t it? Hope you all have finished your holiday shopping, and if not, well good luck at the malls and may patience be your best friend 😉

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Merry Christmas from The Random Path and may all of you have a blessed holiday!

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XO,

Mackenzie

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This too shall pass.

These four words. Simplistic yet their reverberations echo in my very soul. When life gets too heavy and I feel as if I am grasping at fragments of sanity, I remember that this moment will not last.

And it will pass.

I don’t remember the first time I heard the phrase but I know that sometime when I was a teenager and the chaos of my life was more that I could simply bear, these words became my mantra. When the machinations of people in my life conspired against me, I took a deep breath and prayed. And I told myself that this too shall pass.

As I became an adult and my soul was buried in another man’s emotional abuse, in his hand lay my heart, and the very life of me was shattering, I wondered why me…why was I suffering? When would I stop drowning and swim to the surface?

I held on. I prayed. I knew deep down, there would come a time, that this season of my life would pass.

And it did.

When the throes of my depression threatened to swallow me whole, it was all I could do to put one foot in front of the other. Spaces of time seemed endless and the only thing I could do was hold onto my faith.

The darkness, this too shall pass.

Some days will be bright and the sun will shine on my face, the grass will grow beneath my feet.

But on the days when there is no light, when the clouds of my despair threaten to rain down on my head like a storm, I remember those words…

This too shall pass.

This. Too. Shall. Pass.

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