08/30/2026
Another private moment I wanted to share.
This was years ago in our garage with my third boy, only a few months old at the time. Between those four walls lived some BIG dreams… but also uncertainty, long nights, mistakes, bills, sacrifices, sweat, frustration, and definitely some tears.
That garage saw a lot.
But between all the work and all the worries, there were moments like this—holding my baby boy and singing him a lullaby until he fell asleep. ❤️
I’m definitely not the greatest singer 😂, but someone once told me something I never forgot:
“The birds sing with all their heart, even when there is no audience listening.”
Sometimes you just sing.
My boys may never fully understand what Mom and Dad went through during those years. They probably won’t remember the late nights, the financial worries, the risks we took, or how many times we questioned whether we were doing the right thing.
And that’s okay.
My responsibility isn’t to make them feel the weight of our sacrifices. My responsibility is to teach them how to properly administer, appreciate, protect, and multiply the little—or the much—that God puts in their hands.
Because success isn’t simply about leaving your children more.
It’s about preparing your children to be responsible with whatever you leave them.
Looking back, that little garage gave us much more than a place to work. It gave us memories like this that no amount of money could ever replace. 🙏❤️