My Letter To My Younger Self

My Letter To My Younger Self

Dear Aaron, Or I should say, “star star r-o-n, Condor, Hoops, A-A-ron” and everything else you have been called or called yourself the past half century. If that sounds familiar, keep reading. I wanted to make sure that you knew what I know. From an early...
Because He Lives.

Because He Lives.

Because He lives, I can face tomorrow. I am not sure about anyone else that reads this, but my heart is heavy today. Everything from baby formula to the tragedy in Texas. My heart is heavy. The world is heavy. We’re all feeling it. Maybe some are just feeling it...
Visiting The House That Built Me

Visiting The House That Built Me

“I know they say, you can’t go home again. I just had to come back one last time.” Today I went to visit a friend going through it right now. On my way to his house, I just felt a pull to stop by my childhood home. It’s been sold, bought, sold...
A Letter To Mom

A Letter To Mom

12 years ago I received that call that no child wants to receive. You fell and they were doing all they could to save your life. Those last few years were difficult for you. That last few days came so quickly. No sooner had I boarded a plane, we were all around your...
Happy Birthday Cammi!

Happy Birthday Cammi!

One hill I will die on for our organization is that of family. We are a family. Our TEAM is a family. Those within each family of our TEAM are also family. We support, encourage, laugh, cry, win and lose as a family. Today, one of our family members has a birthday....
Why Would U Mourn Prince?

Why Would U Mourn Prince?

I’ve seen a few people question why people would honor Prince. He was, after all, controversial, edgy and so on. I’ve asked myself why I was saddened last week too. I can’t speak for everyone, but I can speak for myself. It boils down to this – Prince is a part of my...