I’m Fine
I came home from Saudi Arabia, stopped swimming, and told my doctor I was fine. I said that for twenty years. It didn’t make me stronger. It just made me sicker.

Where finding yourself begins
I came home from Saudi Arabia, stopped swimming, and told my doctor I was fine. I said that for twenty years. It didn’t make me stronger. It just made me sicker.
For 30 years I floated quietly above my own life — watching it happen, disconnected from it. Then something clicked. I picked up the pen again. And for the first time in a long time, I felt present.
The Doctor says he does what’s right because it’s right — not because it’s fun. I respectfully disagree. When something is right AND fun AND meaningful all at once, you’re finally on the right path.
Standing at the edge of Horicon Marsh, I watched different species share the same water without conflict. Nature figured something out that we are still working on. Everyone here. Everyone welcome. All living as one.
I want this nation to heal. But let me be clear — healing is not forgetting. Healing is not looking the other way. You cannot build something whole on a rotten foundation.