I live in a place that looks like this:
I crave places that look like this:
Our current environment sometimes feels like this:
I crave environments that make me feel like this:
Prior to the interview I had just a few hours to take a brief look at their new book. I was hooked instantly because:
How it all started: The two of them were visiting one night and realized that the successes they’ve experienced are rooted in lessons their parents taught them. (Lessons they did not always appreciate, lessons they sometimes took for granted, and lessons that many of their friends never received.)
As that realization sunk in, they decided to write a book to share those lessons with others and to give their parents a lasting legacy. What they’ve created is as unique as they are. Half of the book is written on a black background with white text, the other half is a white background with black text. The pages are filled with pictures and doodles and links to music. (They call it A.D.D. friendly and have written it with millennials in mind.)
Years ago I was in a new role and at the last minute discovered that one of my “other duties as assigned” was to lead a service project at a summer camp before it opened each year.
She emphasized the importance of that invitation and stressed that it was the spark that ignited her fire.
Prior to that call she had been thinking about changing her membership, and going somewhere else. After being invited to participate and making one personal connection with someone, she got more involved. As more time passed her sense of belonging and her ownership in the future of the organization increased.
And it all started with a personal invitation.
After that flight took off a little boy toddled down the isle of the plane, stopped at my husband’s seat and lifted both of his arms in a sweet gesture that communicated his desire to be held.
Today is October 11, 2012. In one month our nation will celebrate Veterans Day in honor of those who have sacrificed precious time with their families, their physical safety and often their mental well-being, and so we can live in a free country.
Over the past several weeks I have had many unexpected conversations with mothers of returning veterans, with spouses of returning veterans, and with people who provide services to veterans. In every case they have emphasized the enormous struggles these men and women are facing: