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I love you. I appreciate you.

We are all products of our upbringing. Good or bad. My father was an alcoholic. Beat me. Beat us. Yet, I loved him. I wanted to be him. I wanted him to love me. As a child I never heard many words of encouragement. Much less of love. In talking to other Mexican children from my generation I’ve found it to be a theme. I needed his love! I needed his respect. I needed to know that I was...

Be Impeccable With Your Word

Say what you mean. Mean what you say. People should be able to set their watches to the words you say. They should know the time of day. When I was young, we would say: Don’t just talk about it. Be about it. Don’t be a flake. No one likes flakes unless they’re in a bowl with milk. People are always taking score. Most don’t even realize it. But every time you say you will...

They will never have to write that poem

They will never write that poem. And they will never write those words They will never write about the father who wasn’t there. The father who didn’t care. who didn’t run his fingers through their hair. They will never have to write those words of pain of the father that didn’t show them how to claim their place in this world. NO! Not these girls. They will never write...

In the moment (lessons from my daughters)

Perhaps I need to be more in the moment. Committed. While watching Fe eat a peach today I became mesmerized by her passion for the peach. Although this may seem like an exaggeration, I promise it isn’t. She had begged me to let her eat it in the car on the way here but told her she needed to wash them first. As soon as we arrived home, she washed one of the peaches and began her moment. I...

Morning run and chess

If it’s important to you, it will be important to them.
This morning we went for a short run and will be extending the distance daily.
As soon as we got home Fe challenged me to a game of chess. This makes me happy and giddy.

And then she went on to crush me. Bad.

The haters are in the room (and so are your biggest fans)

One of the biggest lessons I am working to impart on the girls during the summer (because they are getting older and they are beginning to be confronted with it) is to always be aware that “haters”/critics and fans will always be in the room.

Learning to Learn = Super Hero!

“LEARN TO LEARN” is the last thought I finish my speeches when I’ve done my Career Day presentations.
This is the reason I do so many things with my daughters (most of which are free). I want them to feel like they can learn anything. It’s usually all skill based and just requires time and commitment.

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