It’s year two of writing out a little lesson for my girls. This year a lesson my dad drilled on the time, stand on your own two feet!

How I turned one of the worst moments of my life into a story that gives others hope would be a moment my dad would have said, good job, son! 24 years to the date of my father’s untimely death, I returned to the stage to tell our stories. It was a moment that reminded me of growth, opportunity, and compassion.

Being asked to come in to talk to a group of putting hurting has me asking the question, Am I still worthy of being that guy?

We often place people on a perch and end up chasing ghosts of who they were, forgetting their faults. We would do better for ourselves to strive to be more human and less saintly.

On the biggest night for my introduction to the community that supports the non-profit I lead, I decided to go with a story about peeing my pants. Why? Well, I’m a fool, and more of us should be!

I visited a place I consider a spiritual oasis for me; it’s important to remember it’s to renew our faith in humanity in places outside our comfort zone!

The idea we should not ask questions of those around us is slowly choking off meaningful relationships from occurring.

As we figure out everything after the pandemic, maybe we should pump the brakes on thinking we understand the complex issues we face. Unemployment benefits and wages is one area where we already failed that task.