Growing Pains

I’ve often marveled at my children. During those moments when I’m able to remove myself from the fog of the day-to-day and look around to see what my children are doing

Respect

Eleven years ago my wife gave me a call. She was out of town with a friend of hers. I was home with my friends. We were living a great life. Her career was starting to blossom. I was still trying to figure out how to define my career, and having a great time doing it. Many might argue that I’m still trying to define it.

I was hanging out at my friend’s photography studio. We were shooting a video for the band I was in. The band actually had a decent following. Maybe more importantly we were having a blast playing together. Right in the middle of it all my wife called the studio: cell phones were not as ubiquitous as they are now.