It's a simple lesson, really, taught by parents, teachers, coaches, and the history of western literature alike.
Thirty years ago, I got lost in the wilderness--and found a feeling I've never forgotten.
I've learned many things as the father of teenage girls, but I'm still working on the art of holding on by letting go.
The truth is, all of us do. But a better question is: whose opinions really matter? And about what?
Twenty years ago, I learned how little I really know--through a chance encounter outside a library with perhaps the smartest man I've ever met.
What gets measured gets done. But what can't be measured may be more important.
I'm not really a coach anymore. But I hope my former players will follow these words of advice.
If you're in a tough spot, the serenity prayer can help--even if you don't believe in praying.
As a male who lives in a mostly female world, I learned some important lessons from one "nasty" woman.
Sometimes it seems like we're speaking different languages. And that's because we are, even when we aren't.