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After my second performance, I was freaking out. Didn't know why.

Then I realized I had forgotten about the 10 year old that I had created the show with.

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A twenty-three-year-old woman named Nellie Bly is standing in front of a mirror in a boarding house on Second Avenue in New York City. It's late at night. She's been staring at herself for hours. Practicing. She's practicing looking and sounding insane, so that she could get locked in an insane asylum. She was about to change the world.

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My daughter, a naked man in the Guatemalan forest, and jumping off a mountain. A story about what it takes to let your kids go—and what happens when you follow them into the adventure.

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One morning I drove to a park so I could run the tall stairs that led down the cliffs of Lake Michigan. When I pulled into the park, there was a woman arriving at the same time, walking her dog. When she saw me, she left. I sensed it was because she didn't feel safe.

That moment opened an important memory and led to a far greater understanding of what my wife was trying to tell me 21 years ago—something I couldn't see very clearly until now.

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This teenager with food and home insecurity made choices that led to him being able to purchase homes for most of his family members. And this isn't just a story about success. It's a story about a lonely teenager who decided that no one he loves will ever have to wonder where they'll sleep tomorrow night. He turned his deepest wound into his greatest strength.

This is the story of a Jeremy Knudson, a childhood friend.

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I'm marking this moment as the end of season 1 and the beginning of season 2, because my life is entering a new season.

I’ve learned a lot from my mistakes and successes. And I’ll be sharing those stories alongside the stories that have inspired me.

And I’m excited for the in-person story experiences that will come out of this podcast.

Thank you for tuning in.
I hope these stories make your day a little better.

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We snuck into the coliseum at the county fair to see an "oldies" band called Three Dog Night. As a group of teenagers, we found a corner of the second deck where we let loose our ridiculous dance moves until a security guard approached us. His request was not what we expected. We did what he suggested and within moments the entire coliseum was on its feet dancing. And that wasn't even the best part.

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I was in the front yard of a friend's house watching my daughters play with some neighborhood friends. Suddenly I heard teenagers yelling a couple houses away. What happened next was both scary and inspiring.

Sometimes we hit moments of discomfort and fear, and our instinct is to leave. But what if those moments, those feelings that seem to be telling us to disconnect are actually a clue about how (and where) to become the people we've always wanted to be.