It’s a new year. A new decade. Time to think back on what 2019 looked like, check the rearview mirror one more time and slide on forward into the next decade. I used to get pretty fired up about new years. Shed my skin and start again. I’m not feeling that way this time around. …
We may post all of the good stuff on social media, but real life happens in between those posts.
The goal was a simple one, ‘To use my boat at least once a week…’
Having a son with Down syndrome has taught me more about myself than anything else in my life, and I often see my bad traits more than the good.
My son Cooper raises awareness every day, and makes the world smile.
Family time spent on a boat is time that will be cherished forever.
I’ll turn 43 years old this week. That’s kind of a weird pill to swallow. My spirit doesn’t feel 43, but there are plenty of days where my body does. My hair has taken a step past salt and pepper, leaning heavily on salt. In fact, I’m salty all over… chest, arm hair and even …