Last Saturday, I reconnected with nature. I drove to a forest preserve and almost ran a marathon. While I covered 20 miles around a river and eyed small islands, the Wells case crossed my mind. What do you believe happened to 18-year-old Nolan Wells? The current story seems suspect. He leaves with friends on July 4, sails to Horn Island near Mississippi, and then dies. Wells’s parents, investigators, an attorney, the FBI, and the police are attempting to uncover additional de

Perspectives matter. Sometimes a shift in viewpoint is critical. A recent loss tested this theory. Last week, I drove my children to their swim practice, planning to run while they swam. To prepare, I wore running clothes, filled a water bottle, and packed my running pouch. We arrived at the pool, they met their team, and I strolled to a park to warm up. Near the pull-up bar, I placed my car key on a bench, drilled capoeira movements, and completed a set of mountain climbers.

Dear Student Leader, Tuesday started unlike any other day this week. Before my phone’s alarm had the opportunity to wake me, I shot out of bed. Eager to get the day started, I used the bathroom, brushed my teeth, and dressed in my running clothes. I completed my morning ritual, started a draft of this post, and warmed up while I waited to take my children to their swim practice. We arrived on time and split our ways. They went into the aquatic center, and I started to jog. On