People say they want stories from a real person, not plastic. But do readers really know what they’re asking for?
Buckle Yourself In & Enjoy the Ride
My driver’s license said I was 26, but I was a kid myself—completely out of my depth." A late-night hospital encounter with a wise nurse offered a six-word piece of advice that took decades to fully understand.
The Day My Boss Kicked Me Out of the Office (And the 9-Step Cheat Sheet He Handed Me)
When life builds up and you find yourself caught in an emotional loop, sometimes the best fix is a simple alignment. Here is the 9-step emotional cheat sheet my boss handed me years ago that still helps me beat burnout, anxiety, and frustration today.
Early Bird or Poky Puppy? A Missed School Bus And Being Late
I check my phone for the millionth time. I'm two hours early for my flight, but that’s nothing new. How a single missed school bus shaped a lifetime of chronic punctuality—and why I'll always be the guy waiting at the gate.
Here’s to the Surprise
Some trees have lost their leaves. Others are changing. And a few are holding on to summer. I’m reminded that we’re all in different seasons of life—and that we rarely know the whole story someone else is carrying.
Two Things Can Be True
Can you deeply grieve a loss while experiencing genuine joy? Can you accept yourself today while working to change tomorrow? Exploring the beautiful paradoxes of everyday life.
Grace Under Fire: Be Kind Anyway
I had been saving up my last two pieces of candy. I was going to enjoy them. When recess came, though, I gave one to a kid in my class. He was supposed to be my friend, and sharing seemed like the nice thing to do. Later that afternoon, I stuttered while reading aloud. I... Continue Reading →
Forget the Meaning of Life—Why Do Wasps Exist?
When I get to Heaven, everyone else will be asking about the secrets of the cosmos—I’ll be in line asking why wasps exist, where lost laundry goes, and for the ultimate divine ruling on Five Guys versus In-N-Out. Priorities, people.
What an Old Flannel Shirt Taught Me About Forgiveness
A simple request from my wife to borrow a flannel shirt sent me down a hallway of memory. Flannel was my father's uniform through every high and low of his life. Looking at his old shirt hanging in my closet reminds me that people are complicated, messy, and full of grace if we choose to see it.

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