Letters That Last

It’s been almost five years since my dad passed away, and honestly, I spent a lot of that time wondering why God only gave me two years to really get to know him. But then I realized, if I’d never found him, I wouldn’t have met my five siblings, wouldn’t have gotten to speak at TEDx, wouldn’t have helped him write his book. All these incredible experiences that I’ll carry forever.

I really don’t believe in coincidences. When I left my corporate job in 2023, I had so many false starts. But I figured out that I feel most alive when I’m helping other people succeed.
Here’s the thing that blew my mind: my dad was a Grammy-nominated songwriter, but he’d been stuck on this book idea for 20 years. I thought writing would come naturally to him, but it didn’t.

So I had this idea, what if he just spoke his book instead? I’d ask questions, we’d record everything, and I’d help shape it.

Helping my dad finish that book is still one of my top achievements. Not because of sales or anything like that, but because of all that time we spent together in those recording sessions. Those moments were everything.

This whole experience inspired what I’m doing next. There are so many people with incredible stories who feel intimidated by writing. Your story doesn’t have to die with you, there’s actually a way to share it without sitting down and writing everything yourself.

I’m on a mission to help as many people as I can do exactly that.

Stay tuned.

I’ve had business ideas fizzle.

Business partnerships dissolve.

Friends become strangers.

And in the middle of it all, I became a husband and a father in a new country.

Here’s what I’ve learned: relying on another person’s dream to set you free is a gamble.

Sometimes it works. Often it doesn’t.

Someday isn’t on the calendar.

No one is coming.

And that’s the point, it pushed me to stop waiting and start creating my own path.

I’ve been building something close to my heart.

And soon, I’ll share it with you.

Hello friends,

I’m working on my first children’s book and would really appreciate your input. For those with a father who isn’t your biological dad, how old were you when you found out, and how did you feel when you learned that?