My son made a list of older movies to watch with me. Lean on Me put three redemption stories on the screen at once, and none of them happened alone.
We Meet Our Fate Together
Why Every Self-Help Book Frustrated Me — Until I Stopped Looking for a Map
Twenty years of notebooks. The same goals in younger handwriting. I wasn't failing. I was restarting, and I never once marked where I stood.
Nobody Quotes the Tournament
The Karate Kid's tournament is twenty minutes. Everything people quote is in the other hundred. What the boring parts of a movie taught me about the boring parts of a life.
Dead, Dead, Dead
The car was dead in the parking lot at work. Twenty years ago it would have ruined my evening. This week it didn't, and I've been thinking about why.
The Pen That Fits My Hand
I draft books by talking into my phone. It isn't a shortcut. It's thirty years of youth groups, conference rooms and Toastmasters finally getting a pen that fits.
