Perspective

My daughter, Parker, just turned 12 a few days ago. In my mind, she’s just a four-year-old little girl without a care in the world and not the soon-to-be teenager who will be too busy to spend any time with her old dad. When she’s around me, she leans on...

The Dreaded Question

If you have read many of these blogs, you have seen that I love to hang out with people that are newly injured. I like being at the hospital. I like being with their families and I like being with them. And if you’ve read very many of these, you know it’s...