I am. Just. Me.
On Fatherhood, Manhood & Becoming Better Ancestors.
On Fatherhood, Manhood & Becoming Better Ancestors.
I am. Just. Me.
I’m not building a brand. I’m building something my family can own. This essay is about legacy, storytelling, and why I refuse to be just a name in a genealogy chart.
Most family drama sounds like a telenovela.
Told my Polish friend—he said his was more General Hospital vibes.
A worn ring passed down through generations becomes a symbol of connection, pride, and the unspoken bond between fathers and sons.
Been spending time with my baby girl this weekend.
Not too long ago, I couldn’t even touch my toes.
Up until a few years ago, I struggled with having people in my home.
After a long hiatus, Carla and I resumed our world famous Happy Hour & Icebreakers Social! 🙂
So what am I?
Savor every bite. Indulge in passion. Find stillness in chaos.
She leans in and says, “Do you have a girlfriend?”
I seem determined to punish myself, as if being harsh will finally make me learn my lesson.
But what if I extended the same grace and love to my younger self that I offer others?
On Fatherhood, Manhood & Becoming Better Ancestors.