I was a naive college dropout with two divorces under my belt, three kids to raise and almost no money in the bank. Even I wouldn't have bet on me to turn my life around. I'm still puzzled as to whether I was driven by anger, competitiveness or simply a will to overcome my many obstacles. Probably it was a combination of all three. I do recall that when I felt like crying I had to pretend that a joke was being played on me and that I had to turn the tables on my adversary -- whoever or whatever it was. I wanted things my mother never dared to wish for and I wanted my path to happiness to be...
I was a naive college dropout with two divorces under my belt, three kids to raise and almost no money in the bank. Even I wouldn't have bet on me to ...