Livin’ the Dream
Sometimes the dreams we casually throw into the universe have a funny way of becoming reality. From auditioning for Broadway to writing a book, raising a family, and learning to enjoy a well-deserved break, I'm discovering that living the dream isn't always about achieving the outcome we imagined. Sometimes it's about looking around and realizing how much of the life we once hoped for we're already living.
Maybe They Do
What started as a ridiculous “Why not?” turned into two months of voting, sharing, dreaming, and approximately 7,482 references to Jeff Goldblum. We didn’t win America’s Favorite Couple—but somewhere along the way, I realized the contest had stopped being about winning. It became about 28 years of choosing each other, growing through the wonderful and the ugly, and realizing that maybe I’ve been keeping the wrong score.
The Ripple Effect of a Life in Theatre
Inspired by the Tony Awards, this reflection became something much bigger than a celebration of Broadway. It became an opportunity to look back on the people, performances, mentors, friends, students, and moments that helped shape the man I am today. From the first show I saw at thirteen to the classroom and rehearsal hall where I now spend my days, theatre has touched every corner of my life. This essay explores the ripple effect of a life in theatre—the extraordinary power of art to inspire, connect, and transform—and why, even now, I still believe there's time for one more dream.
Everything Ends. That’s Why It Matters.
Children grow up. Shows close. Seasons change. Entire chapters of our lives quietly become stories we tell.
As I've revisited memories of my mom, watched my children grow older, and reflected on the fleeting nature of the moments we love most, I've come to a simple realization: the ending isn't the enemy. The ending is what makes today matter.
A reflection on grief, gratitude, theatre, family, and the privilege of being here for the middle.
Broadway Lights & Cabin Nights
I spent this week watching my students experience New York for the first time—and then came home to the realization that this is the last week all of my kids will be under one roof. It’s a strange, beautiful tension of joy, pride, and quiet ache… and I’m learning what it means to live in all of it at once.