There was a time in my life when I was homeless while chasing my dream.  I left home with 3 bags, the money from selling all of my stuff and an opportunity.  I moved across the world from Columbia, Missouri to New Zealand.  I moved with only the an opportunity to become the greatest I could be.  I had all the aspirations in the world but I found out real quick the journey for me to bring my dream to fruition wasn't going to be a smooth one.  

I became homeless.  I stole food.  I stole money.

I had my moments when I wanted to throw in the towel.  What kept me going?

Listen to my story and find out.