My Story: A Foundation Built on Faith, Beauty, and Purpose

I grew up in a home where values, faith, and hard work were foundational. My mother was a woman of God—strong in her faith, unwavering in biblical principles, and determined to raise me with those same values. She gave me the gift of self-esteem, discipline, and an eye for beauty. Her love for nature, color, composition, and order was instilled in me from childhood. She was fit and adventurous, hiking, wrestling, and camping, and she taught me to appreciate hard work—even when I didn’t like it as a child. Today, I am grateful for every lesson she taught me, because those values now guide me in life and work.
My father gave me freedom—to help, make mistakes, and learn. I remember being a little boy, eager to learn how to drill. When I broke the drill bit, he simply smiled and said, “No problem! Try another one.” He was proud of every skill I learned, from welding our staircase to competing in computer Olympiads. He would proudly share my performances with his friends, saying, “This is my son!”