I turned 34 this week. The day went by on Tuesday as most birthdays do—with texts and calls from loved ones, gifts and dinner with friends, birthday cake and treats. All in all, it was a good day.
Read MoreI’ve always loved a good Saturday. When I was a kid, there was no better day of the week than a Saturday. It was filled with the best kind of breakfast cereals (Lucky Charms, ya’ll!), TV shows (Saved By The Bell forever!), lazy pool days in the summer and busy days at the basketball gym in the winter, fun and family, relaxation and rest.
Read MoreYou can’t judge a book by its cover. You’ve heard that before, right? It’s one of those kind of annoying phrases your mom told you when you were growing up to keep you from passing judgment on people around you.
Read More“How do you get a mentor?”
Read MoreAs a child born and raised in the Tennessee foothills of the Great Smoky Mountains, there was no way to avoid learning a little bit about our hometown hero of sorts—the one and only Dolly Parton.
Read MoreI remember exactly where I was on the afternoon of April 20, 1999. It was freshmen year world history at Alcoa High School, and I was sitting in the back left corner of the room. Our teacher was wearing a pink sweater and khaki pants that day. We were nearing the end of the school day so we were working on wrapping up an in-class assignment quietly before the final bell rang.
Read MoreThere’s a story from my childhood that I love. My grandmother used to tell it to me all the time.
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