These memories of my parents letters are more than simply memories of the past.
They are glimpses into how my parents shaped me and created me to be more than who I am today, but who I will be tomorrow and they help us to see that they are more than just a memory.
They are carried with us every day.
When I started thinking about creating a website and a legacy for my life and all of this, you know stuff, I was trying to figure out what to call it, what to name it, how to describe it, and I want it into center around the idea that “I’m not just a fill in the blank“, but in thinking more on that I wanted it to have a positive tone instead of a negative tone so I did a 180 and changed it to “I am more than”.
And someday, hopefully before someone else does, I will be able to afford to trademark that phrase so that it doesn’t get stolen, but if not, it’s fine because it’s not about a trademark.
It’s about the idea.
I have recently in the last year or so listened to and read almost a dozen books on leadership in self-help and delight by wonderful authors, such as Dr. Nancy Doyle, Mel Robbins, Dale Carnegie, John Maxwell, Brene’ Brown, and many others to name a few.
The overwhelming theme that I kept hearing in my own head as I listened to or read each of these different books for myself was that I am more than fill in the blank, but then you are more than fill in their blank, and the person in the car next to me is more than fill in the blank, and so on.
And not JUST- they are MORE THAN.
They can do more than I think they can do.
You know people always say oh you could overestimate or underestimate, but I just really am honing in on the phrase.
More than.
More than like I am more than meets the eye.
I can do more than you think I can.
I see more than you think.
I see and I hear more than you think I do.
And I am capable of more than you think I’m capable of.
I’m also capable of more than I think I’m capable of.
And in the olden days you were not supposed to end a sentence with a preposition you know like the one I just did but oh well.
Most of the rules I learned in school are kind of all mute points now.
And as I sit here, just continuing to ramble through talking into my phone as I drive into work.
I have no idea where or when or who will read this or see this, hear this stuff ever.
But it’s important for me to get it down.
Because I feel like even if no one else ever reads it, I needed it.