The Power of Courage

I grew up with wonderful parents whose primary tool for keeping the meeting me doing what they wanted me to do was disappointment. So my dad wanted me to go to a different school and to a different program than I chose. And he was very adamant about it that he thought I was making a mistake. We didn't talk for I think two months, but at that time when we started talking again, he sent me a letter that apologized. It was the first time he'd ever acknowledged how much pressure he put on me. He acknowledged that I had been right to trust myself and to follow what was right for me. But it's not easy. It's hard.