Anyway, one more thing though,
shaggy and quite mangy dog staring at me at eleven ( not so late ) wondering, what the hell are you doing now mama, and why is there no food??
Listening to " Sarah" by fleetwood and wondering the same myself but not from my belly.
Where oh where is inspiration says the girl who wants to write her fathers speeches calling to the students of Harverd Law or business or something... wanting so much to say something important, something inspirational to the comencement. To the begining of a future of business makers. Or is it the future of our world?
Does he really know what to say? Does He know that they really need to hear a heavier version of dad in his talk?
Will he tell them all the the things he told me? How it will it be all alright? Yes, that is indeed what my dad tells me.
And in fact it is,
but not without some hard and constant showing up from whom?
Not me, I'm too busy getting evey need met. Even though life doesnt work out in the way I would wish, for me, I am lucky. I spend my days counting blessings. I do this alone.
Alone but with pride and great amounts of gratitude.
So it's my dad who studies hard at the constant drive of the day to achieve this gift I have always asked for. Consistency for my children. Thank you dad. Teach me.
Here's how it goes,
Get up, get going,
MOVE YOUR BODY.
Thats right, tell yourself that you CAN DO IT every morning. EVERY MORNING is a challenge, no matter who you are.
So, do it. Why not?
Get your ASS up and do something today. Something positive. Something KIND.
Get out your music. YOUR music and remember who YOU are!!!!
Life is full of obstacles and challenges. Tears and brick walls.
Also, it is full of love, and friends, and moments, SECONDS, which you can see in an instant,
where it is that YOU belong. Exactly where you belong. So don't hesitate.
My dad doesn't
Not for fun or love of the respect he has for business or the markets of the world. Put your own stakes upon what your dreams mean.
Take this as seriously as you would have your grandchildren dream their highest ambition.
My Baby girl is asleep in the next room and she knows in her sleep that I am here no matter what, and that takes a hell of a lot of hard work and repetitive action.
I intend to nurture and build upon that hard work. Well,
Among other things...
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