This was written for Bell Let's Talk Day 2017 (Jan. 25) for my website, http://www.makewayforthekings.net. Yet, while much has changed personally and professionally since writing this, much of what I had written then applies today as I continue to battle. Thank you in advance. “It’s so difficult to describe depression to someone who’s never been... Continue Reading →
Photo by Kyle Glenn on Unsplash Personally speaking, it's nothing new. It rears its ugly head every 12 months: the holiday hangover, if you will. So, what is there to do to combat those January blues? Look, by no means am I a professional expert on the subject, nor do I pretend to be, but... Continue Reading →
Of all of the sports figures I have interviewed, those I’ve thoroughly enjoyed speaking with are simply too many to mention. One of those figures, in particular, came last week when I had the privilege – nay, honour – of interviewing American hockey icon, Mike Eruzione. While I did have a friend help me with... Continue Reading →
When I became an adult, I promised myself I wouldn't do it. I promised myself I would stop taking things personally -- at least curb that habit. Maybe in the years since I transferred into adulthood, there was progress made but more than often, it's hard to see and it's definitely hard to feel. I... Continue Reading →
For years, it was a fixture in my daily life. While it was certainly advantageous, it became a crutch -- a drug, if you will -- and I convinced myself that I could stop any time I wanted to. But, I couldn’t. Not in the last number of attempts, at least, which spanned over the... Continue Reading →
For as long as I can remember, I’ve been a very visual person. Yet, while there certainly isn’t anything wrong with that, it has provided me with one major setback. Due to my speech impediment, if I were speaking with someone in person, I would need their visual attention. So, if whoever I’m speaking to... Continue Reading →
At this particular juncture, I had been writing about the Los Angeles Kings for nearly five years. The club had just come off its second Stanley Cup victory in three years and, shortly prior to that, I had moved into my first condo. Things were definitely looking up but, at the same time, it took... Continue Reading →
Since I was seven years old, I have had a stutter. I never know what to say what to say when curious minds asked how it started, though.
I can’t pinpoint when it started or even offer a ballpark number. Some days, I think it started when I was 16. Maybe I was 12. Heck, I could have even been just a few years old, although I’m fairly confident in saying that it didn’t start that early.
