As I think about what it was like growing up…I can't help but think about my daughter.
Watching her take the first steps and plopping down on the floor bracing herself with her hands to get up and trying it again.
As she became sure footed, a little trot… "Come to Daddy Pooks" That's what I called her and she felt special.
Then I noticed she began to run. You know how those little baby feet just pap, pap, pap in the ground with the big smile on her face coming to me.
She couldn't imagine what was happening to her. It was natural, no thought, no weighing the risk, pure delight...
And now she is about to graduate high school. I can only hope and imagine how she will get through the next phase…The future is bright.
#RockTheBizOps… Take The First Step