No matter how old we are, there is nothing better then getting the approval from our parents and the sense that they are proud of our accomplishments in life.

I took the same pride in my dishwashing job as a child as I take in running my company today.

When done with heart, commitment, and integrity, every job is equally important.

My life is raw, authentic, and focused on giving back to the journey God has given me; I want to leave this earth a better place with answers and education on Lyme and invisible chronic disease.

I'm 48 now and I would like to have another baby. I would love to because of all the things I have learned. It would be like starting all over again. But am I too old? I'm young at heart and I would be different this time round.

To try and stand outside the marriage, I'd say we have complementary capabilities. I do the hustling and the business. I do more script reading. I handle contracts.

I'd like to have a successful marriage, not for the sake of labelling or branding, but because I believe in the institution of marriage.

I was born in the summer of 1970, the last of five boys stretched over eight years. My parents were a struggling young couple who had been married one afternoon under a shade tree by a preacher without a church. No guests or fancy dress, just the two of them, lost in love, and the preacher taking a break from working on a house.