The word legacy often brings to mind our personal circumstance with respect to our families. Who will follow us, carry our namesake, and (hopefully) be

We all started with one. Astronaut, firefighter, teacher, executive, police officer, President of the United States (maybe that was just me) and on and on.

I struggle with memories sometimes. Not the good ones; they good ones often pop into my head as a blessing out of nowhere. The memories

I had the privilege of hearing David Brooks speak recently, and his message inspired this post. We spend our lives focused on what we do, our title,

We don’t talk about it much. It’s such an awkward topic to bring up, let alone get into a deep discussion to better understand it.

Men can handle everything. Pull yourself up by your boot straps. Suck it up. Boys don’t cry. I thrive on pressure. Power through it. We’re