Conflict has had a presence in my life for as long as I can remember…

My parents divorced when I was eight, and their inability to effectively communicate led to a bitter separation that took a decade in court to resolve. A few years after their separation, tired of the court mandated visitation schedule impacting my musical pursuits in school, I requested a change, which my father resisted. As he was unwilling to search for a resolution that worked for us both, I hired a lawyer to represent me in court and was eventually granted the ability to decide for myself how and with whom I spend my time. Unfortunately, our connection was deeply impacted, and we eventually stopped seeing and speaking to each other. The next time my father and I communicated was when I reached out to try to reconnect with him… twenty years later.