Life Lessons From Sparring

I suited up as I do semi-frequently on Tuesday nights. I put on my chest guard, boots, gloves, mouth piece and helmet. I got out on the the floor and warmed up with one of the 2nd degree black belts. It was sparring night. But this night left me with a picture that I...

Navigating Through Land Mines

It hits you out of nowhere. Suddenly these triggers send tears pouring out of your eyes from the what feels to be the deepest part of you.   You hold your chest, hoping that the pain inside will somehow go away. Maybe, if you hold on to it long and hard enough,...