My passion to find heroic and transformational stories is the fruit of the gift of desperation. This desperation has given me the strength to find meaning and even see light in the most fucked up situations, stories and my own life. The is the Gift. It’s the transformational meaning and value in the Tales of the Wreckage of our past and our lives. The Gift is the meaning and value I find in the shit of my own life. It’s in there, in my desperation to make sense of my shit, that I have found the Gift that has kept me alive to be writing this today. It’s in my Gift of Desperation.
