Something my daughters taught me:
I learned I was pretty.
I wish I could remember the last time…
they ran into my arms & then I tossed them in the air.
The glee & laughter would set the tone for the ride home.
They’d tell me about their week and all the new friends they made.
Then they’d ask about our plans for the weekend and what adventures we were going on.
I wish I could remember. #fatheringfromadistance
When Big Boys Cry- A Story of Art and Tears A year ago, I stumbled across Naval’s teachings. He made me realize that I had a stack of skills that I had developed in the last 30 years of my life that I was undervaluing. Naval essentially gave me permission to create and build my intellectual property library. Teevee IP- I like the sound of that. In the year since then, I’ve written...