I bought a drum kit for my eighteenth birthday. I thought I was learning to play the drums but I was about to learn something incredible about my Dad. I already knew he was a drummer at heart: the fingers tapping a mile a minute on the table during breakfast, lunch, and dinner gave it away.
He wo…
I watched as the man who was like a second father to me, a man who was loved by everyone who knew him and affectionately referred to as “The Padre,” frantically placed his hand over his heart and fell backward.
I bolted from my nightmare, sweating in terror that this man who had helpe…
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During the grey and lifeless winter months, the apple tree named Wuthering Heights, appears stark and windblown, almost lifeless. But after the weariness of the cold and ice, comes the spring, marked by a stunning array of pink and …
Choose to be authentically you. You do not need to ask permission of the world, or anyone in it, to be the most genuine version of you, or to express all of the greatness within you. Indeed, deferring to others’ opinions of your kindness, creativity, intelligence, attractiveness, or some other att…
