There are moments in your life that becomes fixed markers along the timeline. Afterward, time is marked as “before” and “after” that moment. For me, one such moment came in 2010 on the street near my home in NJ. If you know me even a little bit you probably already know that 1) I was born with only part of my right arm and 2) I hate running. These things are important… Read More
Part I: How we choose to turn our backs on happiness.
There is a tradition in my house. One I take very seriously. It is called “The Dance Party.” When sadness or stress becomes too much, this tradition is brought out and celebrated.