Finding My Voice
One of the most common questions I am asked is about the tattoo on my throat. When we lost my best friend, Justin Andres, to suicide, he left me a note. I traced over his initials, surrounded them with the phoenix, and met with a tattoo artist. You see, Justin...
Kindness Matters
As I was getting settled into my seat I began reflecting on some wise words I once heard. On every flight there is a good chance that someone is on their way to a funeral or perhaps saying goodbye to a loved one. You never know what people are going through, and for...
The Sun Will Rise
The sunrise has always played a pivotal role in my life. On too many nights, I wondered whether or not I would make it to the morning. I used to always say, “One day I am not going to have to fight so hard.” Today, I stopped, and took the time to recognize...