I am just a middle-aged man – father to two young men, divorced, remarried, oldest son of a federal agent and trauma nurse, brother of 3 siblings.  Simple upbringing, played sports, decent enough to be selected for All Stars and Select but not near enough to play after HS.  I went to university, joined a fraternity where I was fortunate to meet a good handful of men I would call family, men who know me and care for me.


Had plans to follow my father down a path in criminal justice but landed in sales where I have been blessed to have a successful 23-year career.  I’ve had extremely lucrative earning years and been recognized amongst the best of global teams.  I was given an opportunity to relocate to England and lead a global team which I did for 5 years. 
All said, I had a pretty darn good life, not without challenges but most definitely one that most would consider successful. 


Here is the challenge, never once could I accept the success, not at age 11 when picked for All Stars and not on stage accepting the #1 SalesMan amongst thousands of my colleagues.  The success I had on the outside just did not translate to happiness because I never thought I deserved any of it. Unhappy, full of fear, lacking hope and faith it all caught up with me and eventually my entire world came tumbling down.