Letter from the Founder | January 2, 2026

Sixty-five years ago, my parents gave me life, albeit, about eight weeks too early.

Just as doctors were understandably giving up hope, insisting that my parents stop visiting as my birth weight dropped from 4 lbs to 2 lbs, God blessed me with a miracle.

And so began a life journey that even after six and a half decades, it is only just beginning.

Over the course of a 20-year period of my adult life, I have weathered, endured and still recovering from some of life’s greatest challenges on six separate occasions.

Less than eight years after committing my life to Melanie with hopes to grow our family, I answered the first of six calls to walk with my terminally ill loved ones during the final chapter of their respective life journeys.

Oftentimes, not by choice, alone, I embraced each journey as the primary caregiver. Surprisingly, each experience was exponentially more difficult than the collective prior experiences.

During my fifth encounter, while I was caring for my mother in our home, one day she said, “how is it that you weren’t supposed to survive at birth as your medical condition grew worse, yet, it is you who cared for your brothers, father and uncle at the end of their lives and now me?”

I simply responded, “God had blessed me with the gift of life at a time when all hope for my survival were gone, so it is my desire to share the gift by caring for them as well as you in the greatest time of need.”

In my heart, body, mind and soul, there was no greater truth.

A former friend said to me one evening during dinner at his home, “do you have a thing for being around people who are dying?” “Yes,” I said solemnly. I continued, “Until their last breath they are living and I try to do every thing humanly possible to make them as comfortable as possible until they die. I call it living while dying.”

Contrary to a conversation that I had with my mother’s palliative care physicians, who encouraged me to reconsider my life calling and go to medical school at the age of 46, caring for mom was not to be my last as I had previously thought.

Little did I realize that all of the collective experiences of having cared for five of the six loved ones, truly was to prepare me for the greatest of all of my caregiving journeys. Almost four years to the day after my mother had passed, Mel began what came to be the final 15 months of her life journey.

The sacrifices physically, emotionally, financially and even socially have been substantial, especially in light of my choice to answer the ultimate call of my loved ones six times.

One day, after I tried everything that I could possibly think of based upon my vast experiences, my young daughter stepped in and helped me to stand again.

She put her dreams on hold and came home to help me find my way back. I am forever grateful to say the least. And, she, too, has been sharpening her tools and will be launching more ventures in 2026.

As I worked to get on my feet, I began to realize a lesson that I had come to learn over the 20 years of caring for my loved ones while also, working, doing the heavy lifting in the hopes of easing the burden on Mel, Nick and Bri, and still trying to be present each day one day at a time.

I had come to learn that there was absolutely nothing that I could not accomplish, short of stopping my loved ones from dying.

I translated this unrelenting drive into my work, which resulted in successes far beyond the belief and expectations of my business colleagues.

For the past 13 years, it has always been about achieving success for the benefit of others, even as I was making my way back.

Today, I’m back!

This is a new day. A new beginning. A new stage upon which to rebuild all that was torn down and lost while caring for my departed loved ones.

Just as I used to say each time when I began caring for each loved one, I welcome all who wish to come onboard as the train is leaving the station.

In lieu of a train, I once again extend an open invitation to all who wish to drop in at my virtual “corner coffee shop” as I have referred to my social media platform (i.e. FB, IG, etc.) in the past.

My focus for 2026 are as follows:

Maximize QOL (Quality of Life) – physical, spiritual, emotional, and mental
Maintain balanced microbiome
Positivity
Love hard
Be kind
Hug often
Keep moving (mobility = independence)
Moderation
Stay connected daily (virtual/in person)
Feet firmly planted on the ground
Gratitude for a sound attitude
Be a goal keeper instead of time keeper
Keep the faith

Peace be the journey ❤️ 🙏 ✨️