Your Family Deserves the Best Version of You

When I pull into my driveway after work, my eyes rest on the ribbons hanging from my rear-view mirror. This is my personal car wash. This is my reminder to clear any negative energy that I may have picked up throughout the day. This is my reminder to give my family the same kindness and respect that I deliver to those around me in my place of work. Early in my career I would walk through the doors of my home and it felt like a switch went off. I seemed to be under the impression that I no longer…

I Value My Son More Than Work

The book Born Resilient was released in December, and the cover featured our 6-year-old son, Malcolm. Ironically, 7 months later he was forced to put his own resilient nature to the test. In June, my wife and I discovered a large mass in Malcolm’s stomach. The situation progressed quickly, and we soon received a call to discuss our options with the surgeon. Unfortunately, the appointment fell on the morning of a speaking event. In 10 years, I never missed a single speaking event. I love my work, but I love my son more. With only three days before the event,…

Giving Credit Where Credit is Due

Over the past two weeks some nasty flu’s have ripped through our home. While I slept downstairs to avoid the mayhem, my wife, Tanya, was on the front lines. The entire time I was on the road speaking she stayed by the kids sides night after night. Never sleeping. Never complaining. I always said that she needed an award, so today the kids and I made her a trophy. In the same way that it is important to value people in the workplace, it is essential to value the people in our homes. I could never travel and share my…

Taking Time for What You Value

A father returned home from a long day at work, and was greeted by his 7-year-old daughter at the door. She looked up at him with her big brown eyes and asked, “Can I have $5 please daddy?” The father was annoyed by the fact that he had just gotten home, and the first thing out of his daughter’s mouth was a request for money. He told her, “No” and sent her to go play in her room. After a quick supper, the father retreated to his office for the evening where he focused on his work. At 8:30 he…