Hope Lives

The gateway to my client’s parking lot is controlled by a sensor reading the identification units of motorcycles and cars. ...

The end of each year is a natural time for reflection.  If there was a recurring theme to this year...

I was recently reminded of what happens when one permissions others to act without checking in to see if you...

As I got dressed for a long ride, I went through my checklist.  In the old days, one would check...

“We are way overdue for a catch-up.” It was a statement.  We stay in tough regularly through social media, calls,...

The decorations on Orchard Road have been up since October.  When I look at them and try to remember, it...

A single moment this year defined what I most appreciate at Christmas.  While I do not want to sound dramatic,...

I have no idea what will happen over the holidays.  All I know is that there are options, ideas, possibilities,...

I have come to appreciate that there is a distinct difference between different types of fear.  On one extreme there...

On a recent ride, I cam up on an odd sight.  Nestled in behind a big bus was a guy...