When you complete a big project there is always the long, slow, realization that it is complete. There is a sadness that comes along with it for me. Sometimes, the pursuit is better than the destination. Well, Not this time. This time is a little different. It is like opening a door and looking to […]
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Even as I write this I have one class remaining until I complete my MBA. The paper is complete. The Powerpoint is complete. All that remains is the presentation. It has been an amazing ride. It has been difficult, but rewarding. Much like the end of a long road trip with your family. The parts
I mapped out my planned January trip. There are still quite a few details to work through. It will be nearly 25k miles in total. It is a 3 stage trip to China, Thailand, and Australia via Singapore. My plan is to write about the trip and post updated through the site for the duration
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I have an appreciation for dreams. The dreams that you have when you are asleep and the dreams you have when you are awake show you things about yourself you did not know. They illuminate the direction you are going. As far as sleep dreams are concerned, I had this dream one night that I
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I was early in 3rd grade when I did something that I, still– to this day– am ashamed of. I kicked a hole in a wall at school. In my defense, it was an accident. It was one of those things that you do when you are a kid, and you don’t really even think
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I probably wasn’t much more than 7 years old when a tornado struck our trailer in Iowa. I lived on a small farm. We were poor growing up. Of course, it is impossible to remember exactly how poor, until I look at the pictures of our home. We lived in a small trailer. There were
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My life is an amazing sequence of miracles separated by miles. It was the summer after my Sr. year in high school and I had just turned eighteen and spent the last two years living with my grandmother after she rescued me from a juvenile shelter in Ames and took me into her home. It
My freshman year in college I got an invite from an old girlfriend to drive to Columbia, Missouri and see Steven Wright in concert. It was a fabulous invite. I appreciated Steven Wright’s humor. His interesting way of looking at the world. In one of his jokes he explains in his monotone voice, “This woman