I’ve lost a brother. My big brother.
I didn’t know him well. I didn’t know his dreams, demons, or passions. I was too little to know what to ask.
I’ve lost a brother. My big brother.
I didn’t know him well. I didn’t know his dreams, demons, or passions. I was too little to know what to ask.
Join me as I sit down with the wonderfully insightful Chris Sam on The Teevee Show Podcast.
Together, we unravel the intricacies of love, respect, and the delicate balance within relationships that makes them flourish.
In this episode of The Teevee Show Podcast, let as delve into the heartwarming journey of how a simple afterschool game club blossomed into a thriving chess community, transforming the lives of students and parents alike through the strategic world of chess.
Over and over. Year after year.
And back again.
Join me on the first episode of The Teevee Show Podcast in 2024 where we dive into the intersection of fatherhood, personal development, and the crucial role of finances in our lives.
Yesterday is Heavy. Put it down.
As we step into a brand new year, it's time to embrace new beginnings, celebrate life’s milestones, and fuel our passions. In this latest episode, I'm taking you on a journey through the lessons life has tossed my way, and trust me, there's plenty to share!
I was honored to receive an invitation to celebrate my client's 13th anniversary in business—an invitation I accepted without hesitation. Witnessing her remarkable journey in growing her law firm has been an extraordinary experience. From the moment we met, I knew she would accomplish great things.
It’s often said that time is our most valuable asset. I disagree.
All our decisions are based on our trust level for the person, place, or thing. Managing and understanding trust is one of my foundational pillars to living a happy life. When trust deteriorates, relationships crumble with them.
The day I discovered that I could check out as many books as I desired with my library card was when I felt like the luckiest boy in the world.
All I wanted was my pops' attention and maybe some affection as a little boy.
Shortly after my divorce, I moved back into my old room in my parents' garage—a space we never used for parking cars.
It was a hit to my ego to have to come back. But I was pretty broke and desperate, and my parents were sorta cool to the idea. I knew they would make it emotionally challenging, but that’s the price I had to pay, plus rent.