I so enjoy what I do, and my life. I have had a period of eight engagements over about five weeks where I was honored to speak with groups of women about influence, personal power, and self-worth. The greatest compliment I get is how good I am at tapping into each individual and their needs while presenting.
The coolest thing about these dates? All in San Francisco. Yes, “local” for me. That though is not what makes them coolest. It’s the fact that I get to BART (our train/subway system here in the Bay area) with my husband into the city.
Typically I just drop him off at the station, and pick him up at night. These days we chat while waiting for the train, get on and read. This is cool, still not the coolest thing though.
I get off one stop before him. He always gives a kiss and says: “love you babe, have a great day.”
But that’s not the coolest thing.
The coolest thing?
No matter what, when I glance back through the window, he is always looking at me…and he waves. It makes my heart swell every time.
That’s the coolest thing.
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