Entrepreneurshi#!
Mar27

Entrepreneurshi#!

The anxiety comes and goes. Sometimes it gets pretty heavy, enough to cause me to dry-heave, instantly. I don’t handle it very well. It was Friday the 13th of March, just two weeks ago. I had recently been given an opportunity to present my business plan to a small group of well-qualified investors. The excitement was overwhelming. This is what I’ve wanted from the beginning, pun intended. It’s what any entrepreneur without a...

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Stepping Up to the Plate
May24

Stepping Up to the Plate

I was about nine years old when my parents would come home from work, shut their bedroom door behind them, and start arguing.  There wasn’t a pillow large enough that could hide me from the sound.  Parents try preparing their children for everything, but not this.  I’d leave the house to the nearby junior high where boys my same age practiced baseball.  You’d hear things like, “Two down,” from the chubby one with gear on behind home...

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Happy Thanksforgiving
Nov27

Happy Thanksforgiving

I woke up in yesterday’s clothes.  I pulled my phone from its charger – it’s midnight, creeping into morning.  I’m not surprised; I’ve been here before.  I notice the kitchen light was left on again.  Lazy.  I stare at the ceiling, kicking off my shoes; I take my socks off which makes my feet tingle from being on too long.  My chest is heavy and I’m breathing minimally.  I remind myself to take a deep breath.  It doesn’t help and I...

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My Imaginary Friend
Aug20

My Imaginary Friend

It affects my relationships to the point I’m unable to hear what you’re saying, let alone comprehend it.  It takes the enjoyment out of moments, and I’m less observant of my environment.  It’s like a leech sucking the blood, little by little, and dehydrating my happiness.  It takes my energy, my focus and my ability to pursue the good in things.  It consumes my every thought, and drains me emotionally.  It kills me. It’s called Worry,...

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A Sobering Story of a Dad I Once Knew
Jun26

A Sobering Story of a Dad I Once Knew

A dad’s road to sobriety and the risk of losing his children. He was 27 years old, a single dad with custody of his seven-year old daughter.  He was awarded custody about six years prior while his daughter was still an infant.  He got married when his daughter was about 3, welcomed another child, but the marriage was heading for divorce.  He was a good dad and provided for his little mini-blended family.  He would say, “The...

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