A hero abroad, a hero at home
My dad wasn’t perfect; he wasn’t the toughest guy in town or the richest, but he was the real deal, day in and day out.
He walks into the room. You immediately notice. Something about him draws you. He pulls you into conversation and commands the attention of the people around you. You walk away and think, “I like him and enjoyed his company.”
You had a crummy day. Not much went right and you are exhausted. You find yourself in a Grinch mood. As a result, the rest of the day is spent complaining and venting.
A patient told me, “I have kept a secret from my husband. But if I tell him, it could end our marriage.”