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The backyard is a fantasy land. Star Wars battles and unicorn rides happen every day. This is the space where imaginations rule and reign. So, when my son insisted on coming inside at sunset because he heard coyotes, I assumed it was a fantasy.

“There is nothing to be afraid of,” I said. But night after night, he refused to stay in the backyard after dark.

A few weeks later, I was on a morning run. As I crossed the street by the neighborhood gas station, I saw a mangy dog galloping along the sidewalk in front of me. Something…


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You never know someone’s story just by looking at them.

I was waiting outside a tire shop. My car had a flat, but I was sure they would try to convince me I needed four completely new tires and a rotation and a new axle, and a flux capacitor. That’s the game. Two older men were chattering near me in masks. They were either old friends or had become instant besties. That makes sense. The tire shop can be a magical place.

One man lowered his voice and started sharing about his wife. It seemed serious, so I pretended to…


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I was walking out of the CVS parking lot, carrying my meds and a 5-foot long receipt that refused to fit in my pocket. An old Volkswagen began backing up towards me. I stopped, but it did not. The driver didn’t see me or my long receipt, so I yelled out in panic and waved the receipt like a banner. He slammed on the brakes, inches away from hitting me.

The old man poked out his head. And get this, he was giggling. To be clear, I was not giggling. I was angry and shaken. …


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I grew up in a town that loved basketball. My friends idolized and adored NBA players and dreamed of becoming great like them. We all desired this. But we did nothing about it other than playing basketball at recess or joining the school team.

Except for one kid.

This guy didn’t just dream of being an outstanding basketball player. He ordered his life in a way that made him great. Before school, he would wake up early and shoot baskets outside. When he got to school, he started challenging kids to 1–1 games before the bell rang. At lunch, while…


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When I was a kid, I was shy. At least, that’s the story I believed. I didn’t always know what to say to adults, so I would hear them say, “oh, he’s really shy.” And I bought it.

I was the shy kid, doing what shy kids do. I avoided times of talking in front of people and stayed away from being the center of attention.

Until one day, I was thrust into the spotlight of a school assembly in front of hundreds of kids. And I loved it.

Over the years, I realized that I loved performing and entertaining…


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My mouth was tight and shaking as I wiped the streaming tears from my eyes, a little embarrassed even though I was alone in the room. I’m a 37-year-old man, crying because of an alien sci-fi movie. Nay, I wasn’t crying. I was a wreck.

I rushed to my kids’ room (they were already asleep.) I held them close, trying to be present in the moment. I whispered how much I loved them and vowed to not skip a moment. To be present. To be aware. To cherish it all.

I had just finished the movie, “Arrival,” and it had…


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What day is it? This has become the question during life in lockdown. It’s a joke birthed in real feelings:

  • Monotony. Everything feels the same. Nothing distinguishes one day from another. We just wake up and hit replay.
  • Lack of drive. There is no inspiration to achieve goals or create fresh things. We want to sit and eat snacks and watch a show. Maybe browse social media or the news.
  • Boredom. We binge shows. We get Door Dash. We make video calls. But nothing is exciting.
  • Meaninglessness. All this leads to questioning our purpose. Why even wake up in the…

Here’s why this is both good news and bad.

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Do you ever feel stuck? Ok, bad question. Right now, most of us are literally stuck at home. But how about beyond our current quarantined-life?

  • A job situation that seems never-ending
  • A relationship problem that seems eternal
  • You have a physical ailment or disease
  • Debt or financial pressure
  • Your kid refuses to sleep through the night (I’m raising my hand)

You feel stuck and you can’t see past this current circumstance.

Airports give off a lot of “I’m stuck and I’m never getting out of here” vibes. One time, I was flying through the Heathrow Airport in London and our…


A week ago, I was in Disneyland — although it feels more like a year ago, before quarantines and toilet paper treasure-hunting. My wife and I were holding umbrellas, with our three kids huddled underneath. It rained the entire day. It was cold. It was miserable. Internally, I was pouting.

Later that night I reflected on the day and was frustrated with myself. I had allowed the moment and the circumstances to get the best of me. I gave in to the frustrations. All I could think of was the money we wasted (Mickey Mouse is a crook!), or the…


My wife and I have watched the show This Is Us since the first episode. The primary goal of the show is to make everyone cry by the end of each episode. They usually succeed in this goal. Not for me, but other people. Friends I know.

My favorite character is Randall. He’s full of integrity and dad jokes. He’s smart and driven. But like all characters (and us) he has a fatal flaw: his need for control. He struggles with anxiety, stemming from this need.

In a recent episode (no spoilers), he flipped out during a therapy session. His…

Adam Hendrix

I’m a communicator. I write and speak because I want us to learn how to flourish. adamhendrix.com

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