Written by James Wong. Engage with me on Tw or G+
I wonder what’s her favorite thing to do on Sundays when it rains…
I wonder if she likes the rain…
I wonder if she’s ever kissed in the rain…
I wonder…
I wonder if she’s comfortable…
I wonder if she likes where she lives, if she wants to travel, if she wants to see the world…
I wonder if she thinks the world is her playground…
I wonder…
I wonder if she loves to love…
I wonder if she loves to smile & laugh…
I wonder how many times a day she goes out of her way to make someone else smile & laugh…
I wonder…
I wonder if she’s living on the edge…
I wonder if she’s found not someone perfect, but the perfect one for her…
I wonder if she knows she’s going to be someone’s favorite part the day…
I wonder..
When I was younger, maybe around 4 to 6 years old, I was so curious about the world. I wanted to know everything, how things worked, why they worked, and where did it all come from. I lived in wonder.
As I got older though, things started to become not so special, they started becoming mundane.
I remember I used to jump out of my seat excited to ride my bike, later though it became just commute. I used to scream when I’d find out we were having Mint ice cream after dinner, later though it became just ice cream. I used to beg and tickle my dad to go bowling, I thought it was heaven on earth, later though we stopped going and our relationship became about checking up and updating.
As I got older, my curiosity drifted. I started feeling confident, I knew what the world was about… And with that, my life wasn’t about finding about what the world had to offer, but to validate what I thought the world was all about.
When I was 17 years old, my dad had to go away again and my step-mom kicked me out of the house… It was a break down, I was furious at the world.
Life turned out exactly they way I thought it would be… No one would like me, I wouldn’t have anyone to to be with, to trust, and I was going to have to deal with this pain for the rest of my life.
I remember sitting at Starbucks one of those days. I was trying to figure out what I was going to do next, how I was going to make it in this world… I was still so angry. And then I heard this little boy come out of the coffee shop and say,
“Daddy, I wonder what I want to be when I grow up.”
That hit me so hard. I almost cried.
At that moment, I realized everything I did that had me in such a ridiculous point in my life was because I let everything become not so special. I took advantage everything and I didn’t ever appreciate the world. For some reason, I stopped appreciating my step-mom, I stopped appreciating the food she cooked, and I stopped appreciating my family.
Immediately, I went back and tried to talk to my step-mom. But it was too late, she wouldn’t even listen. She was done with me… At that moment, I told myself I would never treat the world, not so special.
I wake up and I wonder. I wonder about the girl that’s going to swift me away. I wonder when and where it’ll be.
I wonder how fast I can grow Evolyfe. I wonder how much potential and future millions Evolyfe and Team Evolyfe will make.
I wonder how much partying I’m going to do this week. I wonder who I’m going to spend this week with.
I wonder where I’m going to travel in November, who I’m going to meet and things I’m going to do.
I wonder about my diet and fitness. I wonder how far I can ride my bike. I wonder how fast my tennis serve can get. I wonder how much protein I can eat today.
Everything in my life is at one point wondered about. I’m always wondering, therefore I’m always appreciating.
With that, my relationship with my family and friends has never had so much love. My relationship with my career has never been so in touch with my passion. My relationship with my body has never felt so content.
The “I Wonder” Movement is how I live a higher quality of life.
Take care, love,
James
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