happy-anxious

I have this heavy feeling in my chest. It's anxiety but that good kind of anxiety, a 'happy-anxious' as I like to say. The kind that you feel when you look at your kids and you nearly burst at the seams with love, happiness and joy. It all started with this, when we went on an outrigger ride one Saturday. Just my keiki and me. My son had fallen in love with paddling on that day and declared that he wanted to take it up. Forget baseball, this Spring he was all about paddling. He asked about it … [Read more...]