You just really never know when the best and the worst days of your life are going to be. One day I’m booking a ticket to a show in NYC, then two weeks later a world-wide pandemic .
Hey. I’m back. Sorry. It’s been two years. HOW has it been two years? This sounds weird to say, but it is a lot easier for me to write when I’m struggling or hurting. During .
God is so good. I’m honored to have been a part of this journey and so thankful He saw us through. And even though He would still be good if things had turned out differently, .
I was up late into the night listening to the sounds of sirens and helicopters circle my city while protests turned to riots, cop cars caught fire, and hundreds lined the streets, all .
The past couple of months have been challenging and painful. Besides my travel plans and concerts being canceled indefinitely, I almost lost one of the most important people in my life .
I opened up my blog to see if I could even get a word out to process my life right now. Top of the page was a rough draft titled ‘2020.’ It was a list of goals, constructed .
