I used to think that if you worked hard enough, you could do whatever you want to do, be whomever you want to be. Thanks, Mom and Dad, for infusing such (helpful) confidence and to all of my great mentors who reinforced it.
Now I know that my simple theory about hard work isn't that simple. There's that issue of DNA, that which defines you. That which you can't outsmart absolutely.
So I guess the lesson to pass along is to embrace your blessings and laugh off the rest. And how easy that is... well, I guess it depends on your DNA. Dammit.
|This morning, I walked into this.|