January Eighth

Five years prior to January 8, 2017 was a day in which I thought my life was over. I was … More

Little Moments

Back in February I was visiting Angie in San Marcos. We had absolutely nothing planned — except for a jam … More

Raise your hand if you thought this was going to be about seafood! Ha, got you. Come on, you know … More

I am a firm believer in the mantra that everything happens for a reason. Some of those reasons appear in … More

‘Who am I?’ You probably ask yourself this once a day. Any normal person would. When I scream at someone … More

— yourself. (and not in a I am one sexy, awesome, piece of human kind of love yourself.) There is … More

Dear Friend, I hope you’re reading this now. I hope you know how much you mean to me and how … More