Let me ask you a question. What did you want to be when you grew up? Let me ask you another one. How many of you are doing that? Has anyone ever told you that you have too many ideas, too many dreams, too many or too much…
Fear. Fear is the annoying bitch like the person you ghosted who just can’t take a hint. Fear is the one who constantly sits on your shoulder telling you all the bad things you want to hear. Fear will tell you not to make the choices you’re…
Approximately 11 years ago, this poem landed on my desk. At the time, I had been going through some serious issues with the loss of a friend to cancer and those who left my life shortly after. History has a way of repeating itself. The poem is…