Every story begins somewhere.
Some with laughter.
Some with regret.
Some with loss.
Find the one that reminds you you’re not alone.
The starving artist
Mrs. Gill gave me the answer in 1982, I finally understood it this morning...
The first slice of pie
Grandma’s pies always disappeared first. Decades later, I understand the reunion itself was disappearing too. We just didn’t know enough to notice it yet…
I didn’t know I was living through history
I thought I was just trying to grow up. Decades later, I realized the whole world had been changing around me at the same time...
The first saddle I ever cinched
The first time Dad trusted me to cinch my own saddle, Beauty made sure I learned exactly why that mattered...
Too tall for George Clooney
My wife secretly submitted me for a George Clooney movie. I made the cut, survived eighteen hours on set—and then Hollywood discovered one problem…
All the hours we didn’t count
My parents wished they’d spent more time with us. Growing up on a farm, I learned we’d been counting family time all wrong…
The starving artist
Mrs. Gill gave me the answer in 1982, I finally understood it this morning...
The first slice of pie
Grandma’s pies always disappeared first. Decades later, I understand the reunion itself was disappearing too. We just didn’t know enough to notice it yet…
I didn’t know I was living through history
I thought I was just trying to grow up. Decades later, I realized the whole world had been changing around me at the same time...
The first saddle I ever cinched
The first time Dad trusted me to cinch my own saddle, Beauty made sure I learned exactly why that mattered...
Too tall for George Clooney
My wife secretly submitted me for a George Clooney movie. I made the cut, survived eighteen hours on set—and then Hollywood discovered one problem…
All the hours we didn’t count
My parents wished they’d spent more time with us. Growing up on a farm, I learned we’d been counting family time all wrong…