No social media apps on my phone.
It’s been great... my mood’s lighter, and I swear I feel hope all the way down in my pinky toes again.
No social media apps on my phone.
It’s been great... my mood’s lighter, and I swear I feel hope all the way down in my pinky toes again.
In this episode, my youngest daughter, Anastacia, shares how stepping into new classes and chasing internships turned into something even better: finding her circle. From diving into courses with fresh curiosity to landing an internship that felt too good to be true (and it is legit!), every step brought her closer to the kind of friendships that last.
Most people live in “I have to…” mode, and wonder why they feel burned out. Flip that to “I get to… ,” and suddenly the same task hits different. It’s not fluff. It’s fuel.
I got kicked in the face this morning at the Sunrise Sumo Circuit Fundraiser
hosted by my good friends BJ & Love.
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.
Imagine little me at six years old, adorable, obviously.
Big belly poking out from under a shirt that’s losing the battle. Hair for days. Like a mini lion cub.
Too many fathers are remembered as villains. Not because they failed, but because the story was never told right.
Growing up, I struggled with my own family identity, and I saw many of my friends go through the same thing. So when I became a dad, I decided to change that game completely!
All they need is curiosity, plus a jolt of fear, anger, or disgust… and you’re hooked.
Paleteros still bring a smile to my face, even to this day.
The sound of their little bells echoing down the block was like magic—it lit up the whole neighborhood.
I’ve never been allowed to be a child with my parents.
One day, you will hate me. You won’t be happy with me for some reason or another.