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I had been going back and forth throughout the end of the week in regard to what I wanted to write… landing on a couple different topics that seemed to resonate with me but nothing that jumped immediately into first place. I thought that I decided Saturday morning but after discussing with my wonderfully wise […]

Gratitude. I have been absolutely filled with it this week. I am not 100% sure if it is just the stars aligning in a way beyond my comprehension or the fact that I was able to talk to my boys for the full 15 minutes the last 4 times that I have called (this is

Well… another week and another lesson over here at T.I… and this one needs some backstory… so here we go… It was 8:45pm on Wednesday night… I had just finished everything that I needed to get done for the night… worked out… ate…. showered and just sat down in the TV room to wrap up

So many mixed emotions for this one. First and foremost…because of my specific situation… I want to celebrate all of the Dad’s out there that are behind these walls (or about to be) and still put forth the effort to be the Dad that their kids deserve. The Dad that cares… and shows it… that

Companionship. Social connection. Friendship. These are all crucial pieces to our mental health… our quality of life and our longevity on this planet. They are paramount in living the”full” and “fulfilling” life that many of us continuously strive toward. A month or so ago… in one of my weekly mental health companion meetings… I was

I sat down to write this past Friday after work and found myself thinking about the past week and what happened over the course of those 5 days and came to the realization that not much of note took place… well besides living… plain and simple… life just happened. Nothing major rocked my little world…

Okay… so I had a day this past week… well a day in a half. One of those days when I wake up… open my eyes… feel the cold cement wall to my left and the cold metal bunk under my right arm and think to myself… “Man… I am still here. Another prison day.”

I want to write this week in the hope that there is a Dad out there… sitting in his house… wrecked with nerves… embarrassment… disappointment… anxiety… consumed with the coulda – woulda – shoulda’s of his past actions… shaking his head because he can’t get the questions to stop firing through his brain… “How am

This is a story about a pleasantly surprising… beautifully eye opening and curiously unique phenomenon that I experienced this week and (as I have been thinking about it) have witness countless times since I have called T.I. home. It is a story of generosity and caring in an environment where neither of which would be

I was sitting in my room earlier this week and one of my “homeboys” called down to me and asked me to come to his room to talk for a minute. When I got in there… I immediately could sense that something wasn’t right so I asked him what was going on. He proceeded to