Nice Guys May Appear To Finish Last, But Usually They Are Running A Different Race.
There Is A Hidden Blessing In The Most Traumatic Things We Go Through In Our Lives. My Brain Always Goes To, 'where Is The Hidden Blessing? What Is My Gift?'
When I Was A Child, My Father Used To Encourage My Brother And Me To Fail. At The Dinner Table, Instead Of Asking About The Best Part Of Our Day, He Would Ask Us What We Failed At That Week. If We Didn't Have Something To Tell Him, He Would Be Disappointed. When We Shared Whatever Failure We'd Endured, He'd High-five Us And Say, 'way To Go!' The Gift My Father Gave Us By Doing This Was Redefining What Failure Truly Meant.
Failures Are Life's Way Of Nudging You And Letting You Know You Are Off Course. Trying New Things And Not Being Afraid To Fail Along The Way Are More Important Than What You Learn In School.
Having A Mental Snapshot Of Where You Are, Where You Are Going, And What You Are Moving Toward Is Incredibly Powerful.
Tyger! Tyger! Burning Bright In The Forests Of The Night, What Immortal Hand Or Eye Could Frame Thy Fearful Symmetry?
