I am who I say I am, but only when I can.

I had a conversation recently about home. How for my whole life “home” had been my parents house in New Bern, NC. They however would talk about “going back home” which was Nassau County, New York. When I was a kid we’d visit my grandparents there and that gave me a sense of home for that area too. Just the other night though, after we had put the kids to bed following an impromptu family dinner...

We all have an internal clock. A rhythm we naturally fall into if we’re allowed, and times that we’re better at doing certain tasks than others. I’m not quite sure yet if writing just before bed is my most coherent time, but it certainly has always been a time when I feel introspective. Which isn’t always a good thing when I’m trying to go to sleep instead of sitting...

Did you instinctually read that like you’re singing it? That’s definitely how I wrote it. “This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine.” That’s definitely how I wrote it. I remember being at maybe vacation bible school when I was around 10 or so and singing this song. It felt good then and it feels good now. I feel like I was today years old though when I...

And now that I’m here, I have. Ta dah! When we set expectations for ourselves, really we’re the only ones who know if we’re meeting them. I don’t know about you, but I’ve backed out of a whole lot of things that I’ve decided to do. Granted I have a pretty active imagination and am always coming up with new ideas so there’s a decent amount of...