A blogworthy life?

This is the story: Audacious Raid on NATO Base Shows Taliban's Reach This is my story... I received a Facebook message from Randy (...

I am a boomerang kid.  It sounds fun and playful; it is not.  One simple google search immediately confirms the suspicions, this is not a p...

Shortly before I departed for Kandahar, my friend Lindsey gave me a bracelet that says, “LIVE THE LIFE YOU IMAGINE.” Well I never cou...

In my 17 months in Afghanistan I have been called a lot of things. In this land instead of wearing your heart on your sleeve...

It feels like it is time to move on…but moving on is such a scary thing.   In a world where death can come at an instant, to ...

It seems every Christmas story involves the following ingredients: - 1 widow/widower - 1 child who has lost belief in Santa -...

I ran a marathon.  But this is not a marathon blog.  While yes, mile 18 was my big fat brick wall and by mile 20 my knees were screaming ...

I'm running a marathon...on Saturday.  On a scale of 1-10, I'd give my nervousness about an 8.  I mean I'm not near the "ab...

Out here it seems that death is tragic, but it is something to be “handled.”   Last September one of my friend/roommate/coworker/Afghanis...

As with most homes, the heart of our house is the kitchen.  On the single most high traffic area of the house, the fridge, smack dab in t...

September 11, 2011 marked my one year anniversary working for the USO.  10 years ago changed my life in ways I never saw possible.  I wa...