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Purple Crayons
When my daughters were younger, on occasion, I would read to them at bedtime. I confess this was not as often as I should have. I wanted them to be cultured so I would stick to the classics. My book of choice, Harold and the Purple Crayon, by Crockett Johnson. If you…
Passions Rekindled
“Where are your passions. Quite some time ago, a co-worker asked me this question in response to what appeared to him to be my unflappable demeanor, “What do you get excited about?” Was his follow-up question, Two simple questions, while at first I thought were…
Going Pro – An Audience of One
For a long time, my wife Lisa has been encouraging me to share with others what I write; for the same amount of time I have been pushing back. On Valentine’s Day, I decided that going-pro was the only way I could honor her request by publishing my first post; to an…
Circle of Care
I have been blessed in so many ways that words cannot express. I have people in my life that have chosen to journey with me. Some will simply ask my lovely wife how I am doing or how I am feeling, others will take a more direct approach. Either way, I have something…
Fear, part two…
Every now and then, I will hear a comment and I will immediately internalize it. “Fear can drive the decision making process.” My initial response was “of course it does!” but just by changing one little word in my response from “does” to “can” completely re-frames…
Who I used to be…and who I have become
I barely remember the person that I once was, pre-PD, but I do know all too well the person that I was becoming. The edginess and tenacity with which I faced challenges, no faced life, was becoming a distant memory. In the past, fear was nothing more than another…