Sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will never hurt me. What a load of crap. Sure, words might not directly leave bruises or draw blood, but to pretend they don’t hurt … I don’t think so. Over…

Run, Baby, Run Back in high school, I was a sprinter. I was one of the fastest runners on the junior football team. Once the starter’s pistol went off, my pent up energy from being pinned behind the starting gates…

Quite simply, “the edge” is a place in space or time when I had to make a decision. Standing at a point where I needed to decide to jump or pull back. There were times when I retreated and I…