I was born with something~ something that made me... umm... well... me... I'm not done.
I quickly learned when I was 16 months old that I loved to play with any kind of ball~ tennis, basket, base, soccer, and golf... I'm not done.
When I was in 3rd grade, I came to realize that I loved cheering for, and helping the underdog. I hated when others made fun of him... I'm not done.
Later that same year, it was made quite clear (by the kid who was picking on me) that I hated fighting.... I'm not done.
My teacher once told me that I wouldn't ever be good in math because I "wasn't given that gift." It made me sad and killed my confidence, but my dad always helped me... He's not done.
I've always competed at EVERYTHING with extreme passion, never quitting~ will never understand those who do quit... I'm not done.
I love to teach, but love to learn from those I teach even more.... I'm not done.
I've had the pleasure of battling self-consciousness and fear ~ and winning... I'm not done.
Ego has introduced himself, befriended and made me believe he's my master. I'm learning to laugh in his face, one day at a time... I'm not done.
Taking risks haven't been the priority in the past, but is slowly becoming one... I'm not done.
Quietly listening to those I disagree with has been a weakness, but is something that will be my strength... I'm not done.
My sleeves are covered in emotions that love to be shown off to the world. Sometimes, though, I shouldn't show the world... I'm not done.
Lately, I've been seen talking with Peace, Calm, and Rest... I'm not done.
Becoming successful has always been important, but defining that word has taken on a life of it's own... I'm not done.
My #1 goal of all time: Being the best husband and daddy I know how to be. Liane and Logan are who I wake up for in the morning...
I'll never be done!