My Advice to All the Freshmen

"You'll never remember class time, but you'll remember the time you wasted hanging out with your friends. So stay out late. Go out with your friends on a Tuesday when you have a paper due on Wednesday. Spend money you don't have. Drink 'til sunrise. The work never ends, but college does...”  ~Tom Petty

Well it's that time of year again.  When college towns are flooded with students back for the semester.  And a lot of those students are wide-eyed, scared-to-death, map-carrying freshmen.  I sort of just want to grab all of them by the shoulders and be sure they understand--really understand--what a great chapter of their lives they are embarking on.  The house parties and football games and club meetings and nights at the Penny and the chance to meet so many great people......seriously, college was awesome.

And, so, in honor of the new school year, I have come up with a little advice to all of the freshmen.  Take it for what it's worth, but please do understand that I graduated at the top of my class with the best friends in the world and memories that are better than I can even put into words.  I'm just saying that I might know a bit about how to approach these next 4 years.

1.  Go to class.  Let me say it again.  GO TO CLASS.  Even if you are tired.  Or hung over.  Or still drunk.  I don't care if you don't have time to fix your hair, have to wear your pajamas, or lost your book a month ago.  Go.  to.  class.   Professors notice.  And in all likelihood you are going to pick up some sort of information that will be useful for the exam just by being in the room.  It is honestly hard to fail out if you will sit your butt in the seat.

2.  Buy the season football tickets.  I know that you're broke.  I get it.  I remember.  But I'm telling you, buy the football tickets.  You can pretty much find a free lunch every day of the week if  you pay attention to the different club meetings, so use that extra lunch money to buy them.  Find yourself some nice girls with a house who like to cook and they will feed you dinner at least once a week.  Maybe more.  More money to add to the football game pot.  You can make this happen.

3.  Find your people.   I'll preface this with saying I had some great friends in high school.  Really great ones.  But when you get to college, you have the chance to find your people.  You're don't just find your friends because you all live in the same zip code.  In college you have the chance to go out and find friends who are your people--the ones who share your interests and your beliefs and your values.  Or maybe ones who have completely different interests or beliefs or values, but who laugh at your jokes.  You'll know it when you find them because your life will become better.  You'll feel more like you--the real you--then you did before.  These are the people who will stand up next to you on your wedding day and whose kid's birthday parties you will travel three states to be at and with whom you'll lament turning 30 one day.  Choose wisely.

4.  And your place.  Every college kid has to find their place.  The one that makes them feel at home and happy and safe.  Maybe it's a coffee shop or a bar or a church or a study room in the library. Or house full of boys at 44th and Western that was probably never cleaned in the 2 years that they lived there, but that just felt right.  Wherever it is, find yours and go back there when things get stressful, or bad news comes, or you accidentally almost blow you house up, or you just need a chance to re-charge.  Find it.  And enjoy it.

Our couch named Snuggles

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The Penny

5.  Have fun.  I know that college can seem stressful and busy and crazy.  Yea...wait until the real world hits, kids.  This is the time of your life.  You don't want to come out of it with regrets.  Don't get me wrong, you have responsibilities--you have to go to class (remember Rule #1), you have to study, you have to go to work--but you also need to make time to have fun.  It's okay to close down the bar one night and go to teach little kid Sunday School the next morning (College Roomie and I were pros at that!)  Go out to dinner.  Put down the books on Thursday and go dancing.  Frequent IHOP at 2 in the morning.  The best things happen then and you don't want to miss them.

And so, little freshmen of the Class of 2017, welcome to the next chapter in your life.  When you're about to turn 30, you'll love looking back on the memories you are about to make.  So they better be good ones.  Live it up.

Family Farm Friday #83: The Point

In sticking with the fair theme that I started yesterday, I came across a great poem that I had to share.  This one hit home for me.  First, because I have a dad (and a Mr. Franklin) who gave similar speeches.  And second, because as a 9 year old kid whose lambs were NOT good, I told everyone that would listen that one day I would raise a lamb that would win a class at the State Fair.  My last time to step into the ring at State Fair, I got that blue ribbon.  But the ribbon--cool as it was--was not the point.  The point was the goal I set when I was 9.  One that seemed unachievable.  One that I had to work towards for the next 10 years.  That was the point.  I think those of you who have set foot in a show ring will completely understand.

Dad Talks to His Son Before The First Time He Shows A Calf

 

 

This is your first time on the tanbark. I hope you win.

I hope you win for your sake, not mine.

Because winning is nice.

It’s a good feeling

Like the whole world is yours.

But, it passes, this feeling.

And what lasts is what you’ve learned

And what you learn about is life.

That’s what most competition is all about; life.

The whole thing is played out in three laps around the ring.

The happiness of life.

The miseries.

The joys.

The heartbreaks.

There’s no telling what’ll turn up.

There’s no telling whether you’ll be DAL, bridesmaid or champion.

You might have fitted a champion or the last place animal.

There’s just no telling, even when we think we have a good one.

Too much depends on chance.

On how one judge sees the line-up on one day.

I’m not just talking about the game, boy.

I’m talking about Life.

But, it's life that the game is all about.

Just as I said, life is a serious game; Dead serious.

But that’s what you do with serious things. You do your best.

 

Fit every calf like you are headed for the colored tanbark of Madison; give life your best every day.

Winning is fun, sure.

But winning is not the point.

Wanting to win is the point.

Not giving up is the point.

Never being satisfied with what you’ve done is the point.

Never letting up is the point.

Never letting anyone down, calf or man, is the point.

Play to win. Now handle that halter like you have it on a champion.  

 

Family Farm Friday #82: 20 Years Ago Today

"Songs and smells will bring you back to a moment in time more than anything else. It's amazing how much can be conjured with a few notes of a song or a solitary whiff of a room. A song you didn't even pay attention to at the time, a place that you didn't even know had a particular smell.”   ~ Emily Giffin, Something Borrowed

20 years ago today, I walked into the show ring at my first county fair.  I mostly got beat, but somehow pulled off a red 2nd place ribbon and made the sale with a blackface lamb that totally knocked me down, ran me over, and drug me across the ring.  And just like that, I was hooked.

For the next 10 years, my life was pretty much consumed with livestock shows and long nights at the barn and trips to buy lambs. 

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There were belt buckles and purple banners and sale checks to put in the bank.  There were lessons about which guards to use when clipping pigs (and mostly which ones NOT to use) and learning fractions because you had to feed the finewools 3/4 of a can all summer, and knowing more about ringworm than anyone ever should.  There is the feeling in my stomach I still get to this day when I smell sawdust and Revive, and lucky halters, and wash rack moments.There is the way that my dad, brother and I can give you a complete run down of an animal we had 20 years ago upon hearing the names "Walter" or "Harley" or "Daisy."  I could spout off all of the things that showing does for kids....teaches them to balance a checkbook and work a budget and care for another living thing and make sacrifices. 

And those things are great.  All of them.

But without hesitation, I will tell you that the biggest gift that walking into that show ring 20 years ago gave me:  Relationships.  The ag teacher with whom I spent countless hours at shows or sales or in the barn getting ready for shows or sales and who was like a second father to me.  Wade who was always in our corner at every show.  Eric who always made sure our pens were together and sheared every white sheep I ever showed, even though he didn't have to.  The other ag teachers who would sit around and drink coffee and play dominoes.  First Valentine who was always the first one to start up a game of spoons in the pig barn.  BFF who I met at his first county fair 19 years ago.  Opie and First Valentine's Brother who showed countless lambs for us when we had extra in the same class. Teacher Friend who saved us the best bunks in the State Fair dorms every year--in the back, farthest from the bathrooms.  The Little Blonde Kid who I took for ice cream before the State Fair sale.  My brother with whom I could have a complete conversation with one of us inside the ring and another on the rail without a single word being spoken.  With the other exhibitors and their parents who turned into this big, sometimes dysfunctional showing family.  My own parents and brother with whom I spent at least 2.5 hours per night (usually more) in the show barn every April - October.

20 years later, I couldn't imagine my life without these people and those memories.  I preach this all the time, but I firmly believe that there are no better organizations for kids to be involved in than 4-H and FFA, and within those, no better activity than the show program.  I've got 20 years worth of friends (and photos of bad hair cuts and questionable fashion choices!) to prove it.

The Next Thing

"Wisdom consists of doing the next thing."  ~Saying from my friend Mrs. Hepburn

Hello, my name is Tiffany and I have a Type A personality.  If there were a higher level, like Type A+, I would have that.  I'm a planner.  An analyzer.  An over thinker.  I need to think through every possible way that a given scenario could play out.  And I'm good at doing just that.  I think that this may be my cross to bear.

With that background, I want to share with you part of a journal entry written by my friend who also grew up in the booming metropolis of Logan, New Mexico.  She also happens to have just officially beaten the crap out of Stage 4 colon cancer.  And she's writing a book about her experience.  Trust me, I'll be the first one in line to read her book.

When Bunny got diagnosed with cancer, before her first appointment with the oncologist, she received a prayer from a friend.  The prayer was that she have blinders on, that she not try to see into the future, but instead that she would do the next thing and just get over the very next hurdle in front of her. 

Bunny deemed this the best prayer she had ever received.  As she explains it, "Just do the next thing.  That's all we have.  We don't have to solve every trauma in our life, we don't have to control the future (we can't anyway).  The only thing we can do is the next thing."

Well if there ever were words that I needed to pay attention to, those were them.  All we can do is the next thing. All we can do is take the next step.  When we try to look too far down the road--when we try and see how the story will end when we are not through the first chapter yet--that's where we panic. 

And by "we", I mean "me."  Just ask the poor Boy from Texas who has had to deal with my non-stop relationship analysis and trying to understand how we end up making this work despite living 9 hours apart and neither of us wanting to leave our jobs.  Bless his sweet heart.  This is a classic example of my problem.  I get caught up in non-stop analysis of how to piece a puzzle when I don't have the box lid with the picture on it or even all of the pieces.

And so today, I am making Bunny's prayer my own.  That I will not try to see into the future.  That, instead, I will simply do the next thing.  That I will enjoy the place where I am.  That I will let the future work itself out.  And believe that it can and will do so in a way I probably can't imagine or understand right now anyway. 

The only thing we can do is the next thing.  But that's enough.

Letter to Me at 18

"And I'd end by saying have no fear, these are nowhere near the best years of your life.."  ~Brad Paisley, Letter to Me

Yesterday I got the chance to guest blog for Miss Rae at Chasing Kite Tales.  If you don't read her blog, you should, so go check it out!

And to read my guest blog, click here. It's a letter to myself on my high school graduation day.

Lastly, because I love doing these kinds of letters to me, here are links if you missed the other letters that I've written to myself (one at 16 and one at 20).

If you were going to write a letter to yourself at 18, what would you say?

Meet the Cast Monday #48: Mrs. Arizona

Mrs. Arizona met College Roomie several years back and they became great friends.  I didn't want to miss out on any of the fun, so I butted my way into her life as well.  I'm so glad I did, because this girl is absolutely hilarious.  She has one of those laughs that is infectious and is one of the most fun people I know.  Want photo proof?  Here ya go.

 Here she is.  Meet Mrs. Arizona.

Tell us your engagement story.  {Because it's one of my absolute favorites.}

Oh, the engagement story...that is a good one. Ok, so my husband and I love to hike - it's one of the things we love about living in Arizona. He ordered these new hiking shoes and made a big deal about "Saturday, I want to try out my new hiking shoes so let's go hiking." Seriously, he REALLY wanted to try out these new shoes. So he wakes me up early Saturday (hey, 10:00 am is early for me on a Saturday) to go check out a new trail that he had tried alone before but wanted to hike with me. We go on this hike and it was brutal. I was pooped out not even half way. I finally collapsed in the middle of the trail and said "Ok, I'm done. Seriously, I can't finish this trail." I was so exhausted. Crying. Sweating like a pig...I was done with this hike. Much to my amazement, he said...No. Now, "no" was not a word I was used to him saying to me which totally threw me off guard.  {I love the preceding sentence.  LOVE!}  But he said it, the word No. I threw some sort of a tantrum and cried a little more to try to make him change his mind. It did not work. We were near the saddle so I pressed on figuring that if I made it to the saddle we could call it a day. I would punish him with the silent treatment for the rest of the weekend. We reach the saddle. I collapse on the rocks, still crying mostly at this point out of frustration, not pain and I kid you not...less than 30 seconds later he said, "Honey, come here. Look at this thing that I found. Come here!" Now, I'm really angry. I mean, I just start to catch my breath and he wants me to get up AGAIN?! I just might push him down this mountain. So, I get up and there he is behind me down on one knee and I see this.

Let's just say, I felt like a schmuck, started crying again and of course the rest is history. I also made it to the top of the mountain after that. Funny how diamonds will give you that sudden burst of energy to finish a difficult hike...

Happy engagement face.

What's the best advice you have ever received?

Best advice I've ever received. This is an easy one. Since I was a young girl, my dad always told me "Never settle." I apply this to all aspect in my life; a job, a man, friendships, easy and difficult decisions...If you never settle, you'll never look back on something and think "Did I make the right choice?"  {Amen, sister!}

 You practice hot yoga.  What is it you like so much about that?  Actually, I practice Bikram Yoga. It's still hot yoga (106 degrees and 50% humidity) but it's a series patented by Bikram Choudhury.  {You can see that I was never a very good yoga student...I have no idea if I did Bikram or something else.  I just know it was freakin' hot!} There are two things I love about doing Bikram Yoga 1) the dialogue. All Bikram teachers say exactly the same 90 minute dialogue in class so you always know what you're going to get. It's part of why Bikram's yoga is patented. 2) the detoxifying effects of the yoga is my other favorite part. The heat and humidity pull all the yuck out of your body and brain. We live in such a stressful and toxic world. It's awesome to finish a class knowing that I've left all the yuck on my mat. I leave the studio feeling taller, stronger and lighter. Then I do it all again the next day. Plus, it's great for your skin.

What's the best trip you've ever been on? This one is easy, my honeymoon. I got to spend 10 beautiful days in Hawaii (half on Kauai and half on Oahu) with the man of my dreams. Now, my husband has to hear me talk about how much I want to live there, like a lot. I kinda won't shut up about it. Here's a pic of me surfing on Waikiki.

You did not meet your husband in your twenties.  Tell us why you are glad about that fact.

This is something I feel strongly about. For ME getting married at 33 was a blessing in disguise. Now, let me preface this by saying that I obviously love being married but I'm so glad I was older when I found The One. I had my entire 20s to sow my oats and do all those soul-filling alone things like go to the park alone (or with your cat in my case), eat at your favorite restaurant alone, and just do anything you want alone whenever you want alone. It's incredibly empowering. Getting married when I was 30 something verses 20 something allowed me to experience the best of both of those worlds. As much as I didn't believe I would be grateful for that when I was in my late 20s and all my friends were getting married and I was getting scared that I would die alone with my cat, {this is a common fear, apparently!} I can now thank God for not letting me find The One when I was 25. My late 20s were the craziest, most memorable times of my life both professionally and personally. I wouldn't have traded those years for anything, even Mr. Arizona, if now given the chance. If I hadn't had those years, I simply wouldn't have been ready for him. {If people never take one thing said on this blog to heart, I hope that girls will listen to this.  I swear this is something that I want to scream from the rooftops and preach, preach, preach go every girl from about age 15-30.  Mrs. Arizona should write a book!}

Tell us about your wedding.  My wedding was in Napa Valley. It was the first trip Mr. Arizona ever took me on when we were dating and we made it a frequent stop in the following few years. So, when we were thinking about where to tie the knot, it was an obvious choice. Our ceremony was at Gloria Ferrer in Sonoma and the reception was at Franciscan in St. Helena. We wanted something intimate and on the smaller side so we had under 40 people. We also really wanted our guests to enjoy themselves so we chose not to have a wedding party. That way, everyone could relax, drink wine and just be there with us in a casual way. {I have to admit that if I wanted a destination wedding, Napa would be high on my list of potential locations based on Joy's photos.  It's beautiful there!} 

What is the one thing you are most excited about having a baby (in the future...she's not pregnant....just to be clear)?  What is the one thing that you are most scared about it?

The thing I'm most excited about when I think about the possibility of having a baby is the choice to raise a positive, caring, patient and loving human being. Oh, and also seeing Mr. Arizona do the same thing. And holding his own baby. And changing diapers. And carpooling. And getting up in the middle of the night to soothe his own child.  I'm just going to sit by looking cute and supporting him. Kidding obviously. It's the partnership of raising a child that excites me the most. The thing I'm most scared about is failing. I think that's normal, though...right?  {This question came up because at College Roomie's bachelorette party Mrs. Arizona and I were asking all the moms to tell us the things that people never tell you before you are pregnant.  There were things that I will never be able to unhear.  Mrs. Arizona was clearly less traumatized.}

What is one (or more) item(s) on your bucket list?

Mr. Arizona and I created a bucket list when we were discussing spending the rest of our lives together. {Best wedding idea ever!}

Here's a few highlights:

-Climb the highest peak in Arizona with Mr. Arizona.

-Save a life. (Hey, aim high, right?)

-Paint a self portrait.

-Learn to waltz.

-Visit Normay (I'm Norwegian and Swedish).

-Own a handgun and take a CCW (concealed carry weapons) class.

-Sing Fancy by Reba McEntire in a karaoke bar (I tried this once and well...let's just say I never went back to that bar).  {I don't know why, because we were rockin' Fancy all day getting ready for College Roomie's wedding sister!}

My Biggest Regrets

"My heartfelt wish for you: as you get older, your self will diminish and you will grow in love.  YOU will gradually be replaced by LOVE."  ~George Saunders

Earlier this week, I read a graduation speech given to graduates by George Saunders.  You have to go and read it here.  It's long, but it's good.  Here is his point:  "What I regret most in my life are failures of kindness." 

Um....yep.  This girl.  Guilty.  Ditto.  Me too.

I do not regret the times I made mistakes.  Or the times I fell for the wrong boy.  I don't regret getting on the wrong bus in Baltimore or almost drowning in a river in Costa Rica or getting sick after rushing the field in the pouring rain.  I don't regret the year I spent at a college I really kinda hated.  I don't even regret the time I had to be on crutches for two weeks after crashing my dad's truck into the swing set.  (Okay, maybe I regret that last one a little...)

The things I look back on and really regret, you know that knot-in-your-stomach feeling regret, are the times I was unkind.  The time I made a joke at someone else's expense.  The time I avoided sitting with a certain person at a lunch table.  The time I snipped something hateful.  I think back on those moments and can still vividly remember them years later.  What the room looked like.  My unkind words.  The faces of the recipient of my words.  These memories, which are apparently permanently etched into my memory, make my heart ache.

Be kind.  It's so simple.

It costs nothing.  I don't have to buy equipment or a uniform or new shoes to do it right. 

I know how to do it.  I don't need to watch a webinar or Google the steps. 

I have chances to do it every day.  With every single person with whom I come in contact.

I have no excuse for the unkind moments I regret.  None at all.

And so like Mr. Saunders wished the graduates, my wish for you and me is that as we get older is two-fold.  That our self will diminish and be replaced by love, and that we live our lives with no more kindness failures. 

Here's to no more regrets.

30 by 30 List: Month 9

Seriously, month 9!?!  How did that happen?  Three months from now is the big day....deep breaths, Tiffany.  Deep breaths.  For now, let's take a look at what I was able to knock off the list in July.

4.  Check 5 items off my bucket list (5/5 completed!)

That's right kids....5 bucket list checkmarks have been crossed off the list.  The final two were obtained in July when I went dancing at Billy Bob's in Ft. Worth and got two articles published in a magazine.  Love getting those checkmarks!

Billy Bob's Texas - July 2013

7.  Read 24 more books (12/24 completed).

Yikes.  I better get my reading in gear!  This month, I read a book by one of my favorite church figures--Cardinal Timothy Dolan, the Archbishop of New York--called A People of Hope. 

I thought it was fabulous.  I mean, seriously great.  Maybe the best explanation I've read on the Church's position on various hot button issues.  I'd highly recommend it to anyone who wants a better understanding of Christianity or the Church or Cardinal Dolan.  A few of my favorite quotes:

What I really believe is that God never calls you to do something without giving you the grace to do it.

I can never reduce another person entirely to his or her political positions.

I'm not the kind of guy who goes looking for conflict, but if you're asking me if I'm willing to take a stand sometimes in order to try to keep the Church's door open as wide as possible, then the answer is yes.

There aren't too many things that can't be solved, or at least calmed down, over a couple of beers and a cheeseburger on the patio.

It may plant a seed of reconciliation that will take  years to flower, but the fact that it's been planted is important.  Sometimes we can get so caught up in a managerial way of looking at things, concerned with efficiency and returns on investment and so on, that we forget to also look at our choices through the eyes of faith.  From the point of view of faith, time spent in reaching out to the lost and hurting is never lost time.

We need to constantly be reaching out, constantly be willing to talk, constantly striving to make our lofty language about the Church as a family a reality.

I think one of the things we should not be afraid to do is to let people know that we have struggles and we have doubts.

(Discussing his niece fighting bone cancer)  I never doubted that God was in charge, but I was really somewhat vexed at the way he was running this.

There are times you, Jesus, don't make much sense at all, and I just love second-guessing you, but I've come to believe that even though sometimes it doesn't make a lot of sense with you, it makes utterly no sense without you, and I don't know where else I'd go.

Question:  So it's not like Pope John Paul II, if I came to your chapel in the middle of the night, I wouldn't find you prostrate on the floor in the shape of a cross?
Cardinal Dolan's answer:  Not unless I had fallen out of bed because I had too many beers!

8.  Send little gifts to my friends once a month (9/12 completed).

The Boy from Texas sunburned himself twice in the last month.  Like, bad sunburned himself.  I told him to put aloe on it.  He said he didn't have anything in his house except for soap, toothpaste and deodorant.  Seriously, how has natural selection not taken care of every unmarried male on the planet?  Anyway, I decided that was not acceptable and put together a little care package of items that belong in a bathroom for injuries/sunburns/etc. I threw in a picture of us and some snacks for good measure and girlfriend bonus points.

9.  Eat in 10 new restaurants (16/10 completed).

Ahh, this one brings back happy memories.  It's amazing I don't weigh 500 pounds guys.  Seriously.  First, up is a sandwich/salad place here called Newks.  I went with one of Super Mom's friends for lunch and it was amazing.  I had seriously one of the best chicken salad sandwiches I've ever had on bread that must be what the angels serve in Heaven.  For real, it was that good.

Next up we have a place in Ft. Worth called The Woodshed that Ski Trip John recommended.  Oh.  My.  Gosh.  It was amazing.  Great bbq sandwiches, homemade chips, live music, a table overlooking the river, it was seriously an awesome lunch.  Plus, add in this little cutie who spent lots of time sitting with Aunt Tiff and it just couldn't have been much better!

Me and Mr. Animal House's family at The Woodshed

13.  Create a gallery wall (again).

Okay, I know I already checked this one off my list.  Twice.  But I put together a cute gallery wall at my office of canvas prints of some of my favorite photographs and wanted to share!

29.  Bring home a bouquet of flowers once a month (9/12 completed).

The flower purchasing continued with this pretty summer bouquet from HEB.  Fresh flowers just make a home a happier place!

WILW

Happy Wednesday, kids!  We're halfway through the week, which means I'm that much closer to a weekend at the lake with the family and the Boy from Texas.  Cannot wait!  I haven't done a What I'm Loving Wednesday in a while, so here we go!

1.  The great feedback and attention my Texas Agriculture Law Blog is getting.  I appreciate all of you guys who went over and subscribed.  If anyone else wants to sign up, just click on the link above, enter your email address and you will get an email to open and confirm your subscription, and you will get every blog sent to your email address.  We're really trying to push the blog this month, so please pass the link along to anyone who you know that might be interested!

2.  This article called "All That Is Right With 4-H."  Go read it.  If you were in 4-H or FFA, you lived it.  I've been both the little kid getting the help and the big kid giving it.  There are no better organizations for kids than these two.

3.  This song I heard on the radio a couple of weeks ago called "Single Rose Kind of Girl."  Precious.

4.  This article giving advice to 20-year-olds on things that the should know/do in the workplace.  I think this lady is spot on.  Except for the being more productive in the morning.  Not this girl!

5.  This article about why our generation is leaving the church.  I think that she hits it right on the head.  It's not about fancy bands or coffee houses or political agendas, it's about seeing Jesus and living lives that point to Him.  My favorite line from the article:  "We want churches that emphasize an allegiance to the kingdom of God over an allegiance to a single political party or a single nation."

6.  A video my friend Jen shared of a birthday surprise for a little girl.  It's not all bouncy houses and princesses and that kind of crap when you live in the country.  Check this out.  I love it!



7.  This blog about not being afraid to tell people your dreams and to go after them.  Favorite lines:  "Too often we rob ourselves of the joy of dreaming because of the fear of failure and judgment.  Don't you think it's time to start chasing your dreams?"

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