Luck: Lessons learned from a man named Frank

luck - patient shaking handsWe all like to think we’re in control of our lives. But as I learned from a fellow cancer patient, luck is still very much part of the equation.

“I’ll see you when you get out,” I said, shaking Frank’s hand.

Part of me knew I was lying. I’m no doctor, but I had a strong hunch that I was shaking the hand of a dead man. I had lost a lot of weight following my bone marrow transplant. But Frank? Frank was positively skeletal. Continue reading

10 Ways to Seize the Day and Achieve Greater Work-Life Balance

bullWhen an angry man in Alberta chastised my definition of work-life balance, I stared at him like a doofus with nothing to say in response. And as I discuss in my latest guest post on Tiny Buddha, it wasn’t until I was half-way to Regina that I figured out what I should have said…

Click here to read my article 10 Ways to Seize the Day and Achieve Greater Work-Life Balance. Continue reading

The Importance of Community: Lessons learned from chasing a Killer at 2 a.m.

chasing catIt’s 2 A.M., there’s a killer on the loose, and it’s up to me to catch him…

No, that’s not the opening line to my new thriller novel. That exact situation literally happened to me recently. Now, I really wish I could leave it at that and have you believe I’m some badass secret agent. But I feel obliged to reveal a couple other minor details about that night. Continue reading

Owning Up to Our Mistakes: Lessons learned from getting shot in the eye with a pellet gun

bb gun“Kids these days.” It’s a familiar expression used to express disapproval of how far today’s youth have drifted from the virtuous and well-behaved ways of their elders. But you only need to hear a few stories from my dad about his ridiculous childhood shenanigans to see what a crock that is.

Case in point: the fateful Christmas he got a BB gun. Continue reading

Knowledge and Responsibility: Lessons learned from a wolf in the woods

wolf“With great power comes great responsibility.” – Voltaire (and Uncle Ben from Spiderman, of course)

My eyes snapped open as I heard the low and menacing growl nearby. Even with my eyes as wide as they were, I couldn’t see much. It was late and our campfire was out. Though engulfed in darkness I could still tell that my brother Nicholas and cousin Adam, wrapped in their sleeping bags next to me, were awake now too. Continue reading