Ever since I was a young boy, I have longed for adventure.
Whether it was the woods behind my house or racing down steep hills on my bike, I wanted to test my limits. I needed to know I had what it took to be a man.
As an adult, this testing of my courage has continued. My current job challenges my limits and takes me into the unknown. I have carried my camera into gang infested slums; through active genocides; and illegally across highly contested borders.
Recently I carried my camera to document the mysterious country of Myanmar.
However, on this assignment, it was not the journey to Myanmar that tested my courage, it was the journey home that caused me to revisit the same questions I did as a young boy adventuring in the woods… do I have the courage it takes to be a man?
When I walked through my front door, I was greeted by a beautiful wife, a 3 year old daughter and newborn baby girl. As I threw my dusty orange backpack on the floor and hugged my wife and daughters, I realized this is a different kind of great adventure.
Like most of my adventures it will be filled with the unknown and will demand my courage and selflessness, but it will be the most significant journey of my life.
Grateful for adventures,