Allstate’s Living the #GoodLife
Allstate has a new campaign – Good Hands for the Good Life (Allstate Good Life) and I love it. It is so different than other messages that come across our lives on a daily basis.
So let’s celebrate the good –
My children have special needs but I don’t stop them from riding bikes, going to the beach, jumping off diving boards and more. I teach them to live life to its fullest. I teach them that rain can be exciting, not frightening. We live our lives travelling and not fearing planes, trains, automobiles or bikes. We are always on the “go”. As their mom I have some unique fears – but I don’t let them get in the way of challenging the kids or helping them to grow and become independent.
When I was younger I was definitely an extreme sport type of individual. I skateboarded, mountain biked (and on real mountains), high dives, competitive trampolining, used power tools from a very early age and more. I taught my children how to use power tools at the age of six, I taught them to swim ½ mile at a time, how to skateboard, roller skate, roller blade and more. I am teaching my youngest children the art of climbing trees and archery.
The more the children overcome their fears the more self aware and confident they become. Do I worry? Yes, every day. But not enough to change the course of their growth, our fun, and our quality time together. The rest of our lives we work, kids are in school, and there are so many other commitments. We want a good life and do all that we can to celebrate and grow while not letting doubts and fears take control of our decisions and actions. And when the kids succeed we celebrate – especially if they didn’t think they could!
To share a story…
Our first time out with our camper – long 34 foot 5th wheel. Little did we know we were going to the campground after an overnight rain of more than three inches. Took us about 5 minutes to get stuck in the mud, and about another half hour to get REALLY stuck in the mud. Everything we did made it worse not better. We decided then and there after looking at the kids that this would be a memorable event one way or another – either the kids remembering just how much stress there was that day OR they could remember being allowed to play in the mud and run around in the rain and hoot and holler as much as they wished. The latter is the memory they have and I have no doubt it was the correct choice. The camper did eventually get out with the help of a crew of workers and some additional trucks. The kids did eventually get in the truck – all tired and muddy covered in blankets. And we all eventually got to go camping….
What do you do to have the “good life”?