We Can’t All Be Winners. Or Can We?

Years ago, as so often happened, one of my boys said something that changed the way I see things. When one of my boys was maybe three or four years old he asked me what time it was, to which I responded, “Honey, it’s 7:05.” He then said, honestly and directly, “But dadda, ‘O’ isn’tContinue reading “We Can’t All Be Winners. Or Can We?”