Twenty-five years ago today—May 26, 2000—I lost my mom to lung cancer. She was just 58 years old. I was 27. It was devastating. But amidst that loss, she gave me something that has shaped me every day since. Her final words to me still echo with clarity and purpose: “Keep showing up, son. And … Read more
Gratitude
My son, Manley version 3.0, was 8 years old when he looked up at me with an intense focus. I assumed he was just trying to figure out if I was okay because I did look haggard. I had just completed a self-rescue of my injured partner and myself after living on El Capitan for … Read more
Think of those people you would miss the most if they left your life. Maybe it happens suddenly, or maybe it happens over time, You just wake up to realize one day, “Wow, I will never see that person again.” If you’ve ever had this same thought, watch my video below or read through to … Read more