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I am a faith-forward male living in Chicago, Illinois.

I spend my days crafting detailed digital content strategies to help brands and people share stories of impact. You can usually find me journaling at a North Side coffee shop, listening to Mike Kinsella records, leading a men's group, or thinking about hiking.

I also enjoy deep conversation, making wood wick candles, books, jeans, and leaning back in any and every chair. I am perhaps most known for eating like a 5-year-old child.

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@samcralli & I are moving to Arizona next week. This guy is to blame. I shared the story at the link in my bio.
This tree fell. Now it looks like an alligator that’s about to eat me.
Precious cargo onboard.
I’ve spent the past couple of weeks listening to/ soaking in / meditating on this album and I can’t keep it to myself any longer. I have to share it with you. ⠀ The album’s title speaks for itself. It’s raw in content and production, yet perfect. It’s exactly as it should be. ⠀ Few, if any other, works of art have so wonderfully reminded me of God’s endless love and constant presence. Turn off the lights and listen to “Here” and you’ll quickly see what I mean. ⠀ If I could, I’d visit each one of you one on one to indulge together. This record has brought that much meaning and joy to me recently. I pray it will do the same for you.
Happy #TeacherAppreciationWeek to @samcralli, the world’s best teacher (and assistant principal)! Except this week, you won’t find her basking in the appreciation. Rather, you might spot her running around to make sure each and every one of the teachers at her school feel loved and appreciated. Isn’t she wonderful?!
God gave me a story to share this week. ⠀ On Thursday, I headed to the NW Suburbs for a series of client meetings to begin a new project. Hoping to organize a few final thoughts and pray, I searched for a coffee shop along my route. How can you say no to a place called Hugs & Mugs? I had no idea what I was in for. ⠀ I entered the cafe intending to keep to myself and make sure I was reeeeally prepared for my meetings. Then I met Sharon. ⠀ Let me tell you about Sharon! First, she joyfully asked how I found Hugs & Mugs and hardly believed me when I respond “Google.” She kindly paid for my coffee, then insisted on a tour to show me around. I had no idea what I was in for. ⠀ Sharon started by telling me it’s only her third week on the job. Her expressions and tone alone displayed passion for her work and the cause. After a quick explanation of the cafe’s offerings, we entered GiGi’s Playhouse, a Down syndrome achievement center. If you don’t already know about #GenerationG, please stop reading & Google their story. It’s far better than this one. ⠀ She showed me a huge playroom, 1-on-1 speech rooms, exercise classes, and so. much. more. Then she asked what I do and who I was meeting with. I had no idea what I was in for. ⠀ Sharon not only knew of the organization I was meeting with, but was a passionate participant as a child. She guided me to GiGi’s offices as she sang my client’s song. Staff quickly emerged, recognizing the song from their own childhood with nostalgia. ⠀ She introduced me to the team, still amazed I stopped at Hugs & Mugs, and had me share a bit of my story. I met the team, received so many hugs, and couldn’t have been more awestruck by their hospitality and warm greetings. I had no idea what I was in for. ⠀ On my way out, I stopped back at Hugs & Mugs, interacted with a local special ed class designing custom mugs, and chatted with Sam, the barista. He insisted I put more cream in my coffee. I love this place. ⠀ I never did any final prep for my meetings, but I did get to share the lifelong impact my client’s programs had on Sharon & the team. It turns out this story - this thin place moment - was all I needed. I had no idea what I was in for.
If you only knew how many stories I’ve intended to share on Instagram. ⠀ I snapped this picture in September 2017. Immediately after, I dropped my phone and shattered the screen. ⠀ The irony is not lost on me.
One. Year. That’s how long I’ve been blessed to know @samcralli, the world’s best woman. That first night, we spent six hours talking about our faith, families, friends, jobs, travels, insecurities, dreams, and so much more. I didn’t realize someone like Sam could be real, much less want to be with me. - In our first year together, we’ve laughed, cried, prayed, celebrated, mourned, and fell deeply in love. We’ve made separate trips to Arizona, Indiana (shoutout Albanese), Kentucky, Michigan, Tennessee, Wisconsin, all the while growing closer together and devouring copious amounts of snacks. - Sam is so incredibly caring, loving, kind, fun, interesting, patient, compassionate, and of course, beautiful. The best part? Somehow, I’ve convinced this amazing woman to marry me (in less than four months, no less). - Looking back at the goodness of the last year, I can’t wait to see what God has in store for many more moving forward.
I wrote about the range of emotions I’m battling with the @rams in the Super Bowl at the link in my bio. #nips
🗣The #Rams are in the playoffs. LET’S GO!!!
I wrote about becoming a “salad guy,” how I furthered my creativity, my favorite albums, concerts, reads and more today. It’s mostly for my own documentation, but you’re welcome to read it at the link in my bio.
On February 3, I met the most AMAZING woman. She immediately shared her heart her family, friends, strangers, and most of all, Jesus. She radiates compassion, love, fun, and oh so much beauty. Every day with her is infinitely better than without. On Friday, I asked her to marry me and SHE SAID YES! I can’t wait to spend the rest of our lives together! She will greatly enrich mine.