There are no friends in life
On Fatherhood, Manhood & Becoming Better Ancestors.
On Fatherhood, Manhood & Becoming Better Ancestors.
Memories: Who are we without them? I would argue that we are simply a shell. Our body does not equal our personality. Memories.
Haters are everywhere. Critics are everywhere.
But haters and critics aren't the same. Hate is stupid. Yet, critics and criticism have value. They provide the feedback needed to improve your craft, art, and life.
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?
What if they catch me?
What will I tell my family and friends? It felt icky, and I was breaking the law.
Ever notice how relationships can slip away as we get older? It's happened with some of my own family and friends, and I wanted to do something about it.
One day, you will hate me. You won’t be happy with me for some reason or another.
On Fatherhood, Manhood & Becoming Better Ancestors.