know that you are more valuable and have more to offer than a comic book character. And even though you may not hear the words that often, that doesn't mean that people aren't scouring the pages of life and relationship to find you.
Where’s Waldo?
My Launching Pad…
About a month ago, 2 of my brothers, my girlfriend and her daughter, and I had the opportunity to go to sunny (and very hot) Arizona to celebrate my mom's birthday. A great time was had by all, and as always, it made me appreciate this powerhouse of a woman all the more. Now, for …
Larger Than Life – More Than a Mentor
While I didn’t make any overt declarations that day, something in me moved to want to be the man that Mr. McCullough saw in me.
Writing… about not writing…
Words, ideas, concepts… I live for them. Really, I do. It’s even built into the core of the meaning of my name. I have been a writer all of my life, and I do relish the times when I am able to sit down with virtual pen and paper, and let the words flow. Lately, …
The Disruptive Power of Why – Celebrating the birthday of a world changer
Her grandmother used to make maps for a living, and Imani lives to navigate them all… all because she is unafraid to ask why.
Avoiding Friendly Fire
…I can fight you and I might win, but if I get you to fight each other, I am sure to win. In the foxhole, we may look different, talk different, even like different football teams, but in that time we are, and have to be, one.
400m… You Can Be The Change You Want to See
what could have happened if Africa were allowed to progress on their own without the oppressive arm of colonialism… That same thought could be applied to basically anything in our lives: what could happen if the thing holding us back wasn’t able to?
De-scripting Customer Service
I have been involved in customer service for most of my career. The blessing and curse of this is that I can easily recognize when I am on the receiving end of very bad customer service. Such was the case when I had to call a company because I suspected foul play with my account. …
2016 – The Empty Canvas
This morning I woke up to silence. The hoopla of the night was over. Revelry had given way to sleep. It was in some ways disconcerting… The excitement of the new year had turned into “ok, it’s here… now what?” I had been speaking with my best friend about seasons, and how it can seem …
A Six Year Old Kid…
I decided to check out my blog today, just to see what was up. In the corner was an icon I hadn’t seen before (or it was so long ago, I didn’t recognize it). It was a trophy… weird. I clicked on it, and was surprised with a “Happy Anniversary” message from WordPress… Kidstuph was …