Sunday morning I woke at 5 A.M. in a hotel next to a highway in the middle of Virginia – crying. Filled with gratitude for being a dad.
Life is perilous. No one knows what’s coming around the bend. But you can rest assured that serenity flows as steadily as chaos.
2022 began with news that I had cancer. It ended up being the best year of my life.
My wife and I recently spent a week in Italy. We were celebrating 25 years of marriage. The trip was everything we wanted.
In 2021, I was diagnosed with cancer. The source of my strength throughout the ordeal was supernatural. Nothing is insignificant.
An upcoming trip to Italy to celebrate life with my best friend has me excited and a little paranoid. But mostly excited. Mostly.
Writer. Father to daughters. Husband. Ad man. Raised by wolves. 
