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Thoughts
January 11, 2025

There’s this moment after trauma, when everything is still raw, and all you want—desperately, achingly—is a hug. Just the simple act of being held by someone who cares. But here’s the thing about that hug: accepting it means letting your guard down. It means admitting to yourself and to the world that what happened was real. That you’re not okay. As an explorer, a climber, a first responder—hell, as someone who’s built their identity around being strong, capable, and reliable—this feels...

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Thoughts
January 11, 2025

There’s a strange, hollow feeling that comes over you when you walk back into your house after being part of something tragic. It’s disorienting, like stepping into a world that hasn’t caught up to the weight of what just happened. The walls are the same. The furniture sits undisturbed. The coffee mug you left on the counter that morning is still there, waiting. But you’re not the same. You carry it with you—the sights, the sounds, the moments that unfolded. You sit...

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Thoughts
April 22, 2024

When I first met Dave Shoemaker, Captain of the f/v Galaxy, it felt like meeting a legend. He had survived a catastrophic accident at sea, a story I had seen dramatized during my STCW training but never imagined would cross paths with my own life. Over breakfast, we connected not just as two individuals, but as people who had borne the weight of tragedy and found ways to keep going. Dave’s experience is one of survival against impossible odds. In October...