In that hospital bed, the question of whether I would do anything for my kids was real.
It’s everyone’s chance to remember, even if you don’t want to.
I’ve had a lot of broken washing machines in my life. Only one was literal and the rest were all figurative.
One day, maybe he’ll be able to tell me, “Yo. Put me down.”
I have a lot to do. I’m thinking about it now as I write this.
The problem was that I was seeing my life as a movie.
When it comes to making yourself a better person, the only expiration is the day you die.
I’ve made a lot of changes since that day in 2012 but it didn’t happen overnight…
The world needs more people who have grown-up confidence in the things they know and youthful desire to question what they don’t.
I wanted to write some of them down here so I have them. And, in case I’m not around one day, she does too.