The road to be successful can be filled with emotional swings of high and lows

I unveiled a 90 minute version of my talk on "Choices" in Lawler, Iowa today.

As they called out times as I ran past the two-mile marker, a guy on my left passes me pushing a stroller, a freaking stroller. 

 I still remember the room.  Everything was put in it's place and smelled of cleaning supplies. I was sitting in a pastor’s office waiting to give my pitch about why my talk would be good for his youth group and families. 

My title isn’t a set up to be a joke.  It literally happened this weekend at a rendezvous in Albert Lea, Minnesota.

For some time now, I have watched Walter White turn from a mild mannered emotional wreck with cancer, to a meth cooker/drug king pin with cancer who is an even bigger emotional wreck.

Opening up my wedding party gift, I didn’t know what to expect. My friend Scotty is a rather odd guy

It was the end of a long couple of days and I was watching the Notre Dame football game with my fiancée’s Dad. We were chatting about our jobs; they overlap quite a bit, football, and life.