"Why do I work so hard," the message asked me this morning. It's been on my mind since, because maybe you feel the same way. I think many people do. But if you really want me to tackle this one - I did say ask me anything... and I owe you unfiltered truth so buckle up. It's about to get messy.
Oh - be warned. There's no script here. It's not pretty, but in that mess that is life at times, we find what it means to be living.
Here we go.
PS - I don't disable comments and I won't delete them. I get I'm opening myself up to whatever but who cares? Those are your thoughts and feelings and you have a right to 'em. I choose not to judge you because I'd not want you to judge me. Altruistic? Sure, maybe. But authentic? Yup. That's just all I can be. Me. Like me or not. I'm good with this now...