It was my senior year of high school, two Thursdays before Thanksgiving. I was slouched in the rear bucket seat of my mother’s red...

I’m dying. We all are. Yet most of us live under the illusion that we’re going to live forever, caught up in the day-to-day grind of...

I have spent the majority of my life in the meeting rooms of Alcoholics Anonymous. Since I was first sent to rehab at 17, Twelve Step...

When the phases of lockdown first started rippling throughout the world, I downplayed it in my mind. I listened to early reports of the...

Then My eyelids are heavy and they don’t want to open. Yet the stark light is insistent, telling me that it’s late. I turn away from the...

Welcome to my blog! Below you will find my intro video where I explain why I am called to share this message of hope and encouragement...