“In this economy?!” my wife and I thought to ourselves as we debated whether or not to open her new business in 2008. After having our second child, my wife wanted to go back to work. But not to just another job. She wanted work that allowed her to have time with our kids and contribute her skills of being an Optometrist while building some equity. We also wanted a Plan B…in case my career would encounter chaos. Weighing all […]
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Sometimes we try to go to sleep and we can’t. We wonder if our day was a good one. I’ve wondered it a number of times hours on end. I looked back at the times when I thought I had a really good day and made a realization…just as a child wants to repeat a wonderous experience again and again…I want that again and again. So, Type A that I am…I made a list. Below is a list of ways […]
Read moreThe kids were driving me crazy! I needed to get their energy expressed somehow but it was very windy and cold outside. I just couldn’t take their whining anymore and needed some air. So I took them for their first ever, “run” in a nearby park. By chance, I grabbed some bread on our way out, for the deer at the petting zoo which I thought we might visit on the way back from the run. Off we went for […]
Read moreMy wife is an Optometrist (an eye doctor) and has a practice she started at the height of the economic doom and gloom in October 2008. Since she began, she has dealt with uncertainty in the economy, hiring problems, surprises by competition and the day to day chaos of running a small business. As her practice grew, she noticed an interesting phenomenon every now and again: Patients crying in her chair. And it wasn’t a result of eye drops. For […]
Read moreI took my 7 year old daughter bike riding the other day in the beautiful spring weather. Sun was shining late into the afternoon and the air was warm with a hint of the coming summer. She moved forward swiftly on the sidewalk in our neighborhood showing off her skills with a happy smile. Then she fell and almost cracked her helmet! Thank God she had that helmet on in the first place. She started crying showing me her bruises […]
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