Is Confidence Even Possible During Transition?

There are days I feel like I’m in the boxing ring, struggling to stay on my feet. Full on bloody nose and the clear loser before the fight is even over.

Who Knew I Would Enjoy the Gray

I am here to share that this week has been the annoying middle child of parents Mr. Black and Mrs. White.

On the Horizon

The “intersection” if you will, providing a definite boundary between what “is” and “what could be”.