Monday Morning Boost: How Dare I…
Her words repeatedly chug through my soul like a freight train steadily plugging up a mountain pass. “How dare I…” A beautiful story of vision and effort seemed to take on a poetic pattern of repetition continually etching her words of counsel deep into my thinking. “How dare I be anything…” It wasn’t luck that brought her to this point, she emphasized to the graduates, but the vision of her mother whose shoulders she rode upon. “How dare I be…