Had you told me two days earlier that this would have been Christmas, I would have screamed in worried agony. I would have called it a failure and seen my biggest fear become a reality.
You’re here, but your thoughts are a million miles away. One day, you’ll be up to talk about what that is. But that day is not today.
They can influence you, steer you, and try to mold you into what direction they want you to take. Ultimately, though, the destination you reach is yours alone.
It’s the type of thing that most of us might be afraid to talk about – myself included. So let’s talk about it.
Let’s talk about the grass and the price of chicken and whether I saw the game yesterday. Or not. I’m good either way.
Hey, kids are happy? Yeah? Not for long. Ice cream man is here.
When I have an internal dialogue, I can be pretty brutal.
A terrible decision for your child might be the perfect one for mine.
We walked into the crowded and cramped waiting area. That’s when my son had a meltdown.
I was there yesterday. I will be there tomorrow.