Everything listed under: ItsNotAllAboutMe

  • Taking Control of One's Destiny

    LIVES  LIVED  AFTER  DEATH

  • Albert Einstein

    THE  PHILOSOPHER

  • The Wisdom of Change

    A  "SOUP  LINE"  EXPERIENCE

  • Christmas Letters

    I'LL  GIVE  IT  A  TRY
  • The House On The Corner

    MY  LIFE  WAS  CHANGED  FOREVER
  • While Eating Breakfast

    I  BECAME  HAPPIER  AND  MORE  OUTGOING
  • An Act Of Generosity

    HOLDING  BACK  A  TEAR,  HE TOLD  THEM . . .

  • Kindness In The Midst Of Struggles

    IT'S  NOT  HOW  MANY  FISH  WE  CATCH . . .
  • Jumping For Joy

    WATCHING  THESE  KIDS  MADE  ME  HAPPY
  • Proud Of My Family

    YOU  CAN  HEAR  THE  SOUND  OF  LAUGHTER
  • A Lesson Learned

    IT'S  NOT  ALL  ABOUT  ME
  • Tough Love

    A  12  YEAR  OLD  BOY'S  EXPERIENCE  WITH  DEATH
  • The Santa Fe Phantom

    CAUSING  A  STIR

  • My Mentoring Experience

    IT  BACKFIRED  ON  ME!!

  • What "Love" Means to 4 - 8 Year Old Children

    WOW!  THESE  CHILDREN  REALLY  KNOW!
  • At The Doctor's Office

    CAN  YOU  IMAGINE  THIS  HAPPENING  AT  YOUR  DOCTOR'S  OFFICE?
  • I Think God Was "Nagging" Me

    AS  I  LOOK  BACK,  THERE  ARE  TWO  THINGS 

       THAT  PREPARED  ME  FOR  THIS  MOMENT.

  • Reaching Your Potential

    I was overweight, didn’t feel pretty, and had very few friends…

    As a sophomore in high school, I didn’t feel pretty. I was overweight and lonely with few friends. Life wasn’t good! Then one day a new girl named Jill showed up. She was an immediate hit – pretty, trim, and popular. For a week, she didn’t even know I existed, but then things changed. Jill came up to me, introduced herself and said, “I just love your hair. I wish mine looked like yours”. I was almost speechless and just got out a soft, “Thank you”. From that time on, Jill always spoke to me, complimenting me on various things, and it actually seemed like she wanted to be my friend. Read More

  • The Year My Sister Died

    The year my sister was dying, I learned more about living that ever before.

    As kids, we would fight and argue all the time, yet we were best friends. We would drive our mother to her wits end with our orneriness. The farm we grew up on was the perfect place for us to grow up. As we grew up, married, and had children, we grew apart a bit. There was even a smidgen of competition between us. She was terrible with money and seemed to always need more. This became an issue with some family members. Then she and her husband divorced, and the money struggles continued. Then that terrible day happened when she was diagnosed with terminal cancer at age 47. I was devastated and determined to find a cure for her. We tried both conventional and some not-so-conventional treatments. Nothing worked, and a year later we buried my sister. Read More

  • A Dog, A Cat, and A Mouse

    A while back when I was in Santa Fe, New Mexico, I visited The Plaza – a Place where many walks of life come together. I noticed something on the other side was really drawing a crowd. I worked through the crowd so I could see what was going on. There was this very average looking man playing a guitar, and of course, his cup was sitting out for donations. But this was not what was causing the crowd. Beside him was his dog. They looked like buddies. But the scene didn’t stop there. On top of the dog was a cat. Yes, a cat was lying on top of this dog, and the dog couldn’t care less! But there’s more. On top of the cat was a mouse! Yes, a mouse sat on top of the cat that was on top of the dog! This was something to behold. It was almost unbelievable! Read More
  • At The Chemotherapy Center

    A couple years back, my mother was diagnosed with cancer. It was terminal, but chemotherapy was recommended for pain and maybe a few more months of life. I took mother to her treatments twice a week. My first thought when I saw this place was, “What a gloomy place.” Most of the patients didn’t look like they had long to live. But as time passed and I began to notice the interaction of those patients between each other, I was really surprised. I would see these people giving encouragement to one another. This was something to behold – a terminally ill patient giving hope to another patient. One patient was particularly giving and then stopped coming. I assumed he got better and didn’t need the treatment anymore. The next day I found out he had died. This hit me hard. He was always so happy and encouraging to others. It finally hit me. He was actually feeding off others. Read More
  • The "Easy 3"

    I’ve always been a little bit of a “to-myself’ type of person. These people who are always smiling and giving compliments were just not for me. It seemed a little fake to me. I probably had my guard up too because, in business, I had dealt with so many people who would be friendly and complimentary just to find out that what they were after was a good deal for themselves. Read More