Twenty Seconds of Insane Courage.

Reprogramming your Dad brain

I am writing this from the West Coast, early in the morning, as I fly back from a work trip. While I was sleeping, my wife (East Coast) sent me a couple of videos of our daughter, throwback clips from when she was younger and quite the ham in front of a camera. As I watched both (twice), I really began to miss her. Almost immediately, I had the thought …