Since I was a kid I’ve always feared death, I guess because there are unknown factors surrounding it. I always say, none of our loved ones has ever come back to tell us how it is on the other side. The death of Kobe and Gigi Bryant and the 7 other souls in that helicopter crash has really put me in a reflection mode, my own mortality has come into question numerous times over this past week. I’m questioning my purpose in life, have I made an impact in this world? When I started this blog in 2016 my goal was to inspire, four years later, 1000 blogs later, is it enough? When is enough, enough? I’ve revamped this blog so many times, I’ve lost count, my brain won’t let me stick to one niche. I truly love the art of storytelling, I love putting all of my emotions out there, I love painting pictures with my words. Hey guys forgive me for rambling but this has been a trying week, it’s hard to put into words. I promise you that my impact will not be ego driven, I truly believe my purpose is to inspire, it remains to be seen what that looks like.

Kobe Bryant

I’m still shook by the death of Kobe and Gigi Bryant and the 7 others on that helicopter. I haven’t been able to sleep because my mind keeps spinning. I thought Kobe was invincible, I use to marvel at how he unearthed his abilities knowing that with practice and hard work he would become one of the all time greats. If it was easy everyone would be great, that’s what make Kobe so damn special. I’m bald and I use to kid and say, “look at Kobe, he’s joined the bald mans club.” Kobe truly embraced his 2nd act in life and now all of that has been tragically cut short. I pray for eternal blessings and healing to all of the families affected by this tragedy, I love you all!