𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭? 
Growing up with early trauma and not always having a stable place to live - a lot of %@&$ happened.

𝐋𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐀 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞 𝐀𝐭 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐢𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐓𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲
He had no idea what was happening.
Eyes wide. Legs stiff. Just letting the escalator stairs carry him into the great unknown.

Yes, the photo is blurry. When your staff are jokesters who know you’re prone to clownin’ on a panel, that’s what happens.

Our newest Managing Director spotted a colleague using a Rocket book and was instantly smitten.

I surprised him with one the very next day, and he sent me this photo not long after. Yes, complete with a handwritten thank-you note!
that says: You matter here.

What does a flight, a fortune teller, and a lesson have in common?

As we were descending into Charlotte, a quiet man seated next to me unexpectedly shared, “𝙈𝙮 𝙢𝙤𝙢 𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙖 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙪𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙙𝙞𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙚 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝.”

A lot of organizations claim to value creativity, but there's a difference between saying it and actually supporting it.

How can you tell which is which?

I made a rookie mistake even though 𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 I'm not a rookie.

Daylight Savings Time - definitely 𝘯𝘰𝘵 the week for a 5:15am departure and early flight. My whole being knew it was really 4:15am. Coffee was consumed. And for every meeting, my go-to phrase was: “want to grab coffee?”

On my visit to the Chick-fil-A headquarters in Atlanta, I learned a lot from a chicken sandwich and … a staircase.