Mournful Echoes
I had just calmed my breathing and corralled my heart rate, convinced that my eyes were playing tricks on me, when the jake began to speak. Continue reading Mournful Echoes
I had just calmed my breathing and corralled my heart rate, convinced that my eyes were playing tricks on me, when the jake began to speak. Continue reading Mournful Echoes
When everything does come together, though, it’s the near misses that make success taste so sweet. Continue reading Because Stories Are Meant To Be Shared: Eric Shepley
It’s every family man’s dilemma and perhaps the most interesting of ironies that we regularly neglect our families for work, but not for play – not for the time away and the experiences that could actually make us better husbands and fathers. Continue reading The Bearing Tree