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Her First Job

Yesterday was a big day in our home. Our lovely daughter, Sophia, who is soon to turn 15 headed out for an afternoon at her first job. I can hardly believe that we have arrived here. How did it come so quickly? Where have the days, weeks and months gone? I still remember the days when she used to snuggle up on my lap and when those big brown eyes would look up at me telling me that she needed me – I still see that sometimes and know that, in her life, she will always need me.

I remember the first day I took her to preschool (and yes, it only feels like yesterday). She was ever so confident, all dressed up in her green ‘prep uniform’. Perched in the back seat, sitting high in her booster, gripping her barbie backpack, she beamed with excitement. She felt so grown up, with her little brother coo-ing in his carseat beside her. It was a big day. As we drove through the streets of our Suburb I could feel the tightness in my chest increase. I could sense my nerves tingling as I prepared myself to walk her into her class and more importantly, leave her there. I was encouraged by her confidence and that gorgeous smile.

We arrived at Pre-School/Prep, along with many other ‘newbies’ and the anticipation of what lay ahead propelled this lovely little girl forward. Together, we walked down the path towards check in. As we walked, hand-in-hand, I could feel her grip on my hand tighten. I glanced down at her and as I gazed into her big brown eyes, I could read the signs. I knew instantly that her confidence was waning and her need for me by her side increased. I squeezed her hand, smiled at her and whispered, “I’m so proud of you. You are such an amazing girl’.

Once in the classroom, we tended to the ‘necessary details’ of that first day, all the while, she stayed very close to me. As the time grew closer to my departure, I could tell her level of confidence and security was being challenged. I sensed we were heading towards a very confronting good-bye or rather, see you later. The time finally came and I needed to leave. Those big brown eyes looked up at me and this time, they were filled with tears. My heart ached, her heart ached. All I wanted to do was gather her up in my arms and run for the car. I wanted to take her home and keep her safe and secure in my care. I didn’t want to let her go.

It became very obvious that she didn’t want to let me go either. As I composed myself and comforted her I listened to the instructions of the teachers on how to say good-bye. I cuddled her, consoled her and told her I would (indeed) return. I began my journey out of the room. A journey that was definitely challenging since my little girl had wrapped herself around my left leg. I limped forward, dragging her along, all the while encouraging her to let go. I wondered, would she be okay? Will either of us be okay and would come out of this unscathed? Eventually, I made it out of the room and onto the pathway to the car as I walked, all I could hear was the deep sobs of my little girl. I maintained my own composure until I got into the car and it was then that I too began to sob. Was I doing the right thing? Would she be okay? Would the teachers be gentle and kind with her? Would they speak words of life into her? Would they tell her she was amazing and how proud they were of her? What had I done?

I wiped my tears, blew my nose and began to make my way home. Upon arrival, I was quickly jolted into reality by the piles of laundry that required my attention. I kept myself busy around the house and engaging with my sweet baby boy, Gabriel. I called my Mum (I cried again). I did all I could to pass the time away and found myself first in the pick up line at the end of the school day. I needed to see her and wanted to hear all about the adventures of the day. I wanted to know that the sobbing stopped and that she was okay. Needless to say our greeting was one of excitement and sheer joy.

(Note…. If you’re wondering if that leg clinging, mother limping, situation was a one of… For all the young mum’s out there I wish I could say it was but, for this beautiful child, it took her until year/grade 2 until she stopped crying when I left).

All of this brings me to yesterday. As I drove her to her first job I again felt my chest tighten and that familiar knot in my throat return. I glanced over at this beautiful girl, now perched ever so confidently in the front seat performing all the necessary duties of the car DJ whilst holding onto her Bo-Ho handbag which has replaced that pink Barbie backpack she loved so much. As we arrived at the Japanese Restaurant she is working at I placed my hand on her knee and said, ‘I’m so proud of you. You are such an amazing girl.’ To which she replied with a wink, a click of her tongue, a beautiful smile and a ‘Thanks Mum’.

I dropped her off and told her I would wait in the car park across the road until she was settled. I parked the car, watched her engage with her new boss and sat in awe of how she carried herself. She exuded confidence, she was sure of herself and very secure. My mind drifted to that day back in Preschool and as the tears streamed down my face I smiled to myself and thought ‘We have done something right, look what is infront of me’. With confidence she looked across the street and waved me on saying, “I’m okay Mum, you can go now.’ I couldn’t move. My chest was so tight, my throat was restricted from the pressure, there was an ache in my heart. Time was standing still and I didn’t want another second to go by.

I knew she knew how I was feeling and with that, she gave me her signature Sophia head tilt, a smile and a knowing look through those big brown eyes and yes, a little wave. My sweet darling girl is growing up and once again I find myself not wanting to let her go.

As I drove away in the rain I was caught by the song that was playing on the radio. It’s a song called ‘Let Her Go’ by Passenger. Have a listen and imagine the tears that flowed as I made my way home. I love our girl!


Margarita Chicken

A few months ago (whilst still living in Canada) my mum and I were having a nice, relaxing evening, we were enjoying a glass of wine with some yummy food. It was one of those nights where we decided to eat ‘tapas’ style. One of our dishes was another of Chef Andre’s scrumptious creations ‘Margarita Prawns‘. Needless to say, as with anything Chef Andre makes, the prawns were absolutely divine. The next night, we were having people over and with the ingredients we used for the prawns still in my fridge and bursting with flavour, we decided to play around with this tasty recipe and change it up a bit for a bit of variety. This resulted in ‘Margarita Chicken’ and it was equally as good as the prawns and enjoyed by everyone.

So, as with anything great we manage to prepare, we wanted to share. These recipes are great for summer or those cool, crisp fall nights I am now enjoying in Australia. So, Northern Hemisphere friends take this recipe and dine Al fresco whilst we in the Southern Hemisphere will enjoy under our deck heathers.

Enjoy friends (picture beside is the actual pic of the prawns we made).

Margarita Chicken

Ingredients:

1/4 cup chopped fresh cilantro
2 cloves garlic, minced
2 tbsp tequila
1 tbsp olive oil
1 lime (for zest and juice)
1/8 tsp cayenne pepper
1/4 tsp salt
1/4 tsp freshly ground pepper
1 lb large shrimp, shelled and deveined

Method:

In a large bowl, combine cilantro, garlic, tequila, oil, lime zest, lime juice, cayenne pepper, salt, and pepper.
Add the shrimp, tossing to coat.
Set aside to marinate for at least 30 minutes at room temperature or for up to 4 hours in the refrigerator.
Preheat grill.
Grill the shrimp 6 inches from the heat, turning once, for 3 minutes, or until just opaque.

Serves 4.


Writer’s Block

Well, I’m finally here. I’m out of the house, I’m sitting in one of my favourite cafe’s ‘Glee‘ and I’m working. More to the point I’m WRITING! Yes, I have been battling the worst case of writer’s block and I feel like I’ve finally found my way out. To those of you who have been poking & pushing me to get back to writing, thank you. It’s been a journey and I’m not sure where or when it happened. Actually, I’ve always thought writer’s block was a bit of a crock but guess what, as with everything and every attitude we have or gain, my thoughts have been put to the test and I can now testify to the truth of writer’s block and how soul destroying it can be.

For someone who is moved by the written word, to not be able to write is torture.

Think of what it is you love to do and imagine not being able to do it. The runner unable to run, the singer unable to utter a sound, the musician unable to play. For me, not being able to write, even as much as words on a birthday card was almost unbelievable. So, to those who have (indeed) received cards, emails or even Facebook messages from me over the last 10 months, I apologise. I apologise for the short updates, the direct tone or whatever your experience was when reading. I was stuck.

I feel like I’ve come out of a coma. I feel like the bird that was grounded is able to fly again. I feel like I want to run to the highest peak and open my arms wide and tell the world that my words have returned. Now, here’s hoping someone cares :).

Anyway, all of this to let you know that not only have my words returned but so much has changed. GetRealLive is changing and growing. Our format both through the website and the radio show are improving and the quality of what you have been used to is returning.

Yes, we are going to be talking about THINGS THAT MATTER and we are beyond excited.

The show goes live next week and we have some amazing guests lined up for you. We are going to be ‘telling the stories’. Telling stories that impact lives and create change within because we know that lasting change (for all of us) happens from the inside out.

Get ready friends….


The Calgary Spring Clean to Support Women In Need Society

The Calgary Spring Clean is all about Supporting our Friends at WINS (Women In Need Society). On April 20th our friends at 1 800 GOT JUNK will be on site at The Boyce Theatre for GetRealLive Presents Peter Walsh! They will be collecting all items to be donated and taking these directly to Women In Need Society (WINS).Simply drive right up to the venue and 1 800 GOT JUNK will glady take ALL Your donations for WINS!

  • Bring a Bag of ‘Gently Used’ clothing items to be donated to WINS or
  • Make a Monetary Donation to WINS
  • You will be entered to WIN one of many great prizes such as
  • $3000 Make Over California Closets towards any space in your house
  • iPad MINI
  • 1 of 5 $100 Home Outfitters Gift Cards
  • $500 Home Depot Gift Card/ Staples Gift Cards and more!
PLUS Everyone at the Event is receiving


Sarah Wilson Author of I Quit Sugar on GetRealLive

‘I Quit Sugar’… Yes, this is something I can say with about 80% certainty… Why only 80%?  The answer is simple and it goes like this. I’m a busy mother of 3 and as much as I would love to feed my children, husband and myself perfectly 100% of the time ~ I don’t! 80% of the time I think I get it right and the other 20% is when I’m exhausted or simply can’t be bothered (anyone ever felt like that before?).

In saying ‘I Quit Sugar‘ for the most part I have and I feel wonderful. Where did this stem from and why did I start? Well, one of my besties, Jane Kennedy (amazing person and founder of A Girl and Her World) has been talking about sugar, fructose and a collage of other things that have, at times, totally confused me.

But the sugar thing caught my attention. For over 1 year I have been listening to Jane talk about her journey of living a sugar-free life. Finally, I started to listen and quietly did my own research. In doing so, I was introduced to a beautiful Aussie girl called Sarah Wilson. Sarah’s story resonated with me because she simply started to experiment with something and through her determination and questioning mind, she has created a movement. Yes, #IQS or #IQuitSugar started to roll off the tongues of people around the globe. Exciting, indeed.

As someone who loves to cook and be in the kitchen I started to play.

I was armed with Sarah’s book in one hand, my stick blender in another and my counter covered with new ingredients. Coconut flakes, coconut cream, cacao beans and chia seeds (who knew chia seeds actually existed I was only aware of the chia pet….). The rest is history and I am now on week 7 of no sugar and I have no plans to turn back.

Sarah is a journalist, tv host and blogger with an integrated voice across television, radio, magazines, newspapers and online. She is the former editor of Cosmopolitan magazine and was the host of the first series of MasterChef Australia, the highest rating show in Australian TV history. She has also been a commentator and fill-in host on Channel 7′s Sunday Night, The Morning Show and Sunrise, and The Ten Network’s Good News Week and The Project.

Sarah is an adept social commentator, following a career that’s spanned politics, health advocacy, restaurant reviewing, opinion writing and trend forecasting. She’s also a qualified Health Coach with the Institute of Integrative Nutrition in New York. Sarah is the author of two best-selling ebooks: I Quit Sugar: an 8-week program. And most recently,  the recent follow-up, I Quit Sugar Cookbook.

I hope you enjoy our GetRealLive conversation with  Sarah Wilson, author of I Quit Sugar.  Sarah stopped by GetRealLive to talk about making this energizing change in life!

You can listen below on demand, Podcast or download from iTunes!

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A Caring Teacher

As parents we have all been exposed to the ‘Parent Teacher Interview’. I remember as a child dreading the return of my parents following their interview with my teachers. I knew they would hear the standard, which was always:

1) Susan’s grades are good
2) Susan talks too much in class
3) Susan socializes too much in class

Needless to say, I was a busy student and the social side of school was very important to me.

Interestingly, I seem to have similar interviews with my children. My three children all do very in school and they are extremely social. I’m reminded, once again that the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, which brings me to my story about a very caring teacher.

Two years ago, my daughter (Sophia), who is an A+ student, was in her first year of junior high. Grade/Year 7, as we all know, is an interesting transition. Elementary school and its structure and teacher-driven schedules seem to fly away the moment you walk into the ‘other’ side of the school. My daughter, who has always been extremely social and usually very capable of handling her school work plus her social behaviour, found herself in this new world of self-discipline, student-driven schedules, no recesses to chat and linger and a heavier work load. The balancing act she was accustomed to didn’t seem to be working in junior high.

Report cards came out and surprisingly a few of her grades had dipped. Thankfully, they only dipped ever so slightly but this was something she nor her teachers had ever seen before. Parent Teacher interview time quickly approached and I received an email from her Geography History teacher, Mr Dowhan.

Mr Dowhan knew Sophia well and he knew what she was capable of. His email requested that Sophia be present at our interview. With a request like this, her father and I quickly agreed.  On the day of the interview I could tell that my lovely Sophia was slightly nervous and unsure of what Mr Dowhan’s intentions were. Through her eyes I could see concern – the same concern I (her mother) had as a 13-year-old girl. What would he tell my parents? Is he going to tell them how much I talk and focus on socializing rather than listening? How much trouble am I going to be in after this? She was clearly unsettled and deeply concerned about what would be revealed during the conversation.

As her parents (and like most parents) we know our kids well. I was pretty sure that Mr Dowhan was going to highlight Sophia’s socializing and the dip in her grade was due to her lack of attention, etc. I wasn’t worried but I played the parent card well and let my (at the time) 12-year-old daughter know how serious this was, we were being called in by the teacher and her presence was requested. It was serious.

We arrived at the interview and Sophia was nervous but poised. Mr Dowhan began to talk to us about her marks and went through his detailed information. We all listened intently and then Mr Dowhan asked Philip and I if he could direct the conversation towards Sophia. We always knew that Mr Dowhan was a great teacher and the students greatly respected him, but for Philip and I, this is when Mr Downhan showed who he really was and the the extraordinary teacher that he is. Mr Dowhan said to Sophia, “Sophia, you are a very smart girl, you are sociable, very outgoing and a joy to teach. You engage in interesting conversation and you have a great interest in your classes. Unfortunately, your marks aren’t reflecting this. Sophia, you are better than this, you are a scholar student and you are operating below your natural ability.” He went on to ask her if she was happy with her grades and if she thought this was her best effort.

He talked to her and during the conversation he masterfully allowed Sophia to see what she was capable of through her schooling. He brought her to a place that was hard, she had to accept responsibility and then make a mature decision to make the necessary changes to bring the gold that he saw within her. Mr Dowhan is a wonderful teacher and an engaging teacher, as I said earlier the kids respect him, they have fun with him whilst he teaches them. In this instance, Mr Dowhan put on the strong teacher hat and took an opportunity with our child to set her on the right track. Mr Dowhan challenged her, corrected her and disciplined her. He did this wisely and seasoned with wisdom.

Sophia came away from our meeting inspired and grateful. She recognized what Mr Clooney did and how he took a risk at telling her exactly what he thought. She knew he wasn’t impressed with the work she was putting forward, she had disappointed him and us. Sophia determined that day to accept Mr. Dowhan’s challenge and from that day on, instead of grade 7 being a weird and awkward year, it became a year she will remember. We are grateful that Mr Clooney took the time to simply care about his student. He truly is a caring teacher and a teacher I believe Sophia will remember for lifetime all because he cared about her and made a point of really teaching her.

What Mr Dowhan did in that interview was true teaching. Yes, he is her Geography/History teacher and he helps her learn about the world but that day he truly taught a young girl how to be all that she can be. That’s why we are grateful. Sophia was given the opportunity to see herself through eyes other than her own, other than her parents, she saw herself through the eyes of a teacher who believes in her. Sophia is once again excelling in every area of school life, her grades are back to their great standing and her social life remains strong and healthy.

To all the teachers out there, may you never underestimate or forget the incredible impact you have and can have on young lives. Kids need your wisdom and to simply know, like Mr Dowhan, that you care.

Susan xo


The Red Plate Theory

 

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Well, friends, it’s finally here. My explanation behind many Facebook, Instagram and Twitter mentions or pictures of the ‘Red Plate’. I posted a quick update on my different social media platforms about the Red Plate and had since been asked (countless) times to share the wisdom behind the Red Plate. So, here it is (finally)!

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Are Main Stream Artists Pushing Boundaries or Pushing Buttons; Art Vs Sexuality

After Beyonce’s Superbowl Performance many sang the pop star praises. Yet, it raised some concerns from conservatives groups in America pointing out that Beyonce is ‘over sexualizing her body’ and is ‘a poor role model for girls’. Another argument was that Beyonce performance is too arousing for  young boys potentially encouraging them towards Pornography. Dani Blum of Connecticut expressed her thoughts in an article found here saying she’ became disgusted at what she saw’. Yet ‘The Week’ said the performance was ‘far more exciting than the games lethargic first half”. The conversation was highlighted by Donald Trump from his appearance on The Howard Stern Show calling the performance ‘Suggestive’ and ‘Inappropriate’. It does seem a little ironic that this is coming from the man who heads  The Miss Universe Pageant, judging women while they parade around in bikinis.

GetRealLive shared the story our Tuedsay Feb 11th Show and one gentleman contacted us via Twitter post show saying he agreed with the Donald. This began the discussion of Art vs Sexuality and its place in the modern world. Art has always involved sex in some manner. Take for example, The Statue David; how it is received is really up to the viewer. Some may admire it as a work of art while another may potentially find it erotic or simply unnecessary. Nonetheless, judging by history sexuality expressed in art  is not going away anytime soon.

The listener called in on Thursday Feb 14th show to discuss his point and express his concern as a family man when it comes to watching these kinds of performances on the air. (You can listen to this show below on demand or click HERE).  What are we to do with this? Are main stream performers over sexualizing their bodies? Should Beyonce be singled out and finally, is this really different than any other artist from other generations?

GetRealLive is committed to sharing the stories and having the conversations that help build families and relationships. We would love to hear from you!

Below is Beyonce’s Performance at the Superbowl. What did you think!

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One Inch Short Of A Footlong: How Do You Measure Up?

A New Post By Scott Bakken of GetRealLive

After all these years of standing in line at Subway and ordering those footlongs, it has finally been revealed to us by that these famous sandwiches fell short of what we had believed they were all these years. After an Australian teenagers photo went viral of him measuring the beloved footlong at one inch less than previously believed, the lid was lifted on this fast food giant. With the power of his measuring tape, the teenager answered the question no one was asking.

Yet we were all shocked at what was discovered. All of these years, no one complained, and everyone smiled as they enjoyed their self-designed masterpiece and Jared himself was singing Subways praises all the way to the bank.  Now, our world is disgruntled and shocked at this astounding news, or are they? How could we have been so fooled! First of all leave it to a man to actually measure and point out the issue that size does indeed matter. There have even been lawsuits against the fast food restaurant with some crying ‘fraud’.  Women don’t seem to be bothered by this ‘missing inch’.

If people get this upset over a sandwich, what about in real life! We all just want to measure up and somehow we think we do. Just when we think all is fine, someone comes along and points out our shortfall. Highlighting what no one was looking for in the first place only to disrupt our state of peace and tranquility.

One can only be left with the question, ‘what is the standard’? What is too nice, too thin, too fat, and too successful? Where do we get these ideals from and whom are we really trying to impress? And why in the world does someone else’s opinion even matter to us?

There is an epidemic in our society. It has been diagnosed as ‘the one inch shortfall’ syndrome.  Treated by wasting our money on expensive product to impress the neighbor, only to find out they don’t really care and we are the ones stuck with the debt of it.  We work at talents that are not anywhere within our gifting only to just to satisfy a parents dream. Adorned with all the latest gadgets, accessories and toys because we are on a mission to prove that we can indeed roll with the best of them.

While we are trying to please everyone around us, have lost sight of what pleases us? What makes us happy? Gives us peace and drives our purpose? Maybe these are the questions we should be asking. This is also the attitude we should reciprocate to those around us.  Most likely people won’t measure up to what we think they should be and the ability to be in peaceful relationship with others exists in one’s ability to reconcile to this.

So, for this young Aussie left disappointed, hopefully he finds that extra inch to make himself happy. To the rest of us, maybe we should put away the measuring sticks and just keep enjoying what we were already were in the first place.

 


Live Radio Show With Peter Walsh Listen on Demand Here!

 

 

 

 

 

Peter Walsh joined GetRealLive for one INCREDIBLE Conversation!! This organizational Expert has been featured on Oprah, OWN, Rachael Ray and more!! As an sought after international Speaker and Motivator, Peter began to break down what it really means to live your best life. Peter started by asking the question, “Does the stuff you own help you live the life you want’?

From emotional, mental and physical clutter Peter tackled it all! Peter made the point ‘We need to start focusing on the quality on our relationship and not the quantity of Stuff’. You will walk away from this conversation viewing the people, items and ‘things’ in your world in a new light!

GetRealLive is excited to be hosting Peter Walsh LIVE in Calgary Canada on April 20th at The Boyce Theatre. This event will be one amazing night with giveaways, laughter, tears and of course PETER!! From decluttering your home, office and life Peter will be inspiring everyone on how they can live their best life. To get your tickets Click HERE!

You can listen to the show below on demand, Podcast or download from iTunes!

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