I wish that I was one of those people who matures and grows, emotionally and spiritually, during the good times in my life, but I’m not. For whatever reason, when happy, I often run stagnant. Instead, it is the tragedy within my life that motivates me to my greater good. I’m not speaking of enduring because even a drug addict is enduring, just in the most dysfunctional way possible. What I’m speaking of is the overcoming of hardships that all of us face at one time or another. Those difficult times that appear insurmountable on the front end, and on the back end, you wonder how you wer
I have been told that one should avoid religion and politics at all costs in your blogs, yet I’m a rebel! (Insert maniacal laugh here). No, really, I’m just kidding. “The God Pile” is actually just a phrase that I use for boundary lines.