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Level 5- RuPaul And Dolly Had It Right
This month’s post was exceptionally hard for me to write. I kept drawing blanks on potential topics to share with you, and to be honest, my heart was tired. Writing a memory about my friend George was something I never expected to have to do. Last month, I wrote and shared about what George meant…
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In Memory of George
When I was asked to share my thoughts about George, I wasn’t sure where to start. I knew most people would share what a wonderful person he was, how he never met a stranger, how charismatic he was, or maybe how he served more smiles than he did pizza. And while all of those things…
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Level 4- Player Ready
Life turns every person upside down. No one escapes unscathed. Growing up, I used to watch my younger brother put together all kinds of things—car parts, computer parts, TV parts… you name it. He could take any broken thing and put it back together. Really, he made it better than it was before. I remember…
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Youth Nationals 2026
There is an ancient story said to be about the life of a young Indian prince, Siddhartha Gautama. The legend says that the young prince was a master at archery, and whenever a contest was held, Prince Siddhartha would always win first place. The medals the young prince received for winning the many competitions covered one…
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Entering Level 3… Part 1
I want this blog to be about my personal experiences over the last two years and beyond, sharing my journey with complete transparency, how it has affected my life as well as the lives of those close to me. It’s a blog for the outside world to look through the window and see my views,…
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Is Happiness A $2.00 Hair Tie???
There is a Chinese saying that goes:“If you want happiness for an hour, take a nap. If you want happiness for a day, go fishing. If you want happiness for a year, inherit a fortune. If you want happiness for a lifetime, help someone else.” I like this saying, but I think that we can…
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Purpose in the Detour
This morning, as I sit here on my bunk, my normal routine has changed drastically. But who I am has not. My mind is still sharp, and my heart still hurts. Instead of sitting on my porch, drinking coffee with my two buddies—my dogs, Rocky and River watching the birds come and go from the…
