I’m one of the lucky ones.
It’s only natural to think about your dad on Father’s Day. My dad left this earth almost 25 years ago but the treasure he left me won’t ever mold, rust or fade.
The memories of being snuggled in his lap on the patio he laid with his hands, looking at the stars and listening to his deep voice tell me fanciful stories in which I was always the heroine. Dancing while standing on his feet. Skipping oyster shells off the bank in his hometown of Carrabelle.
A good father is a rich gift. My dad showed me what love, loyalty and trust look like. I spoke at his … [Read More...]
A leader stands on the podium - her back to the crowd. Her purpose is to call those in her sphere of influence to release their best gifts. The beauty of the music can change all those who hear.
My dad was an orchestra conductor and understood all of the instruments well enough to instruct and lead the symphony into an excellent performance. His best gift was helping others develop and express their talents. As a musician and an educator, his role in shaping the musician, leader, and communicator I have become is irrevocable. I’ve always been intrigued by the individual in the orchestra who … [Read More...]