Lives of The Realtors: Brian Kinkade
Life is about the journey … not about the ending.
My earliest memory is when I was about 3+ years old. For some strange reason, I recall that I was eating M&Ms one fateful day when I was told that my father wasn’t coming home anymore. I later learned he was in a head on collision on a cold rainy day while driving to work. He survived but was busted up pretty bad. After a year or so of hospitalization, my parents’ marriage succumbed to the resulting stresses.
When I was 16, I left high school to go work full time in the construction business. Back when my dear mother was raising two boys on her own and working two jobs to make ends meet it seemed the right thing to do. My high school counselor said I was making a major mistake and that I’d never be able to go to college. He didn’t know I don’t believe in the word “never” and fortunately I was Continue reading this post
