Let’s rewind a moment here, I missed a story. In early July, on my last day in Nashville, my friend Patrick offered to chauffeur my bags and me to the airport. Upon picking me up, we made a short detour to his place to pick something up. Along the way he kept asking strange cryptic questions about charging Apple products internationally. We pulled up at his place, Patrick jumped out and moments later he handed me a long white box, saying, “this is for you.” I pulled open the lid to find his Apple Watch. [Keep reading]
Merry Christmas everyone! 2016: an infamous yet brilliant year. If nothing else, 2016 provoked a strong reaction for many. This is especially true for me, for better and for worse, for richer, for poorer… but no death thank-you-very-much. This season affords the space to take a longer view when reflecting on the year. Looking back I’ve found myself deeply thankful, even a little astonished, about what happened and where I’ve been, trials and all.
This is my first Christmas letter. A lot happened this year, so this is part one of two. Here are some stories from my year. [Keep reading]
A pernicious lie. It masquerades as ambition. It reaches for greatness. But you’re left empty handed. In the quiet it whispers, “who you are, right now, that isn’t enough.” So you strive to get ahead. To be enough. [Keep reading]
I never imagined my life as having a plot. Life was one event after the next.
This was never more felt than when sharing about my life. I could tell you the facts: travel dates, current job, present commitments. Asking questions or topical discussions was safe ground too. But I lacked the confidence to talk about myself with purpose. Unsurprisingly, feeling known and connecting with others was a struggle — except with those who, with a curious mind and loving heart, went out their way to understand me. [Keep reading]