Nothing Matters, and Everything Matters
The other day, I received a letter in the mail from my friend Lizzie.
Her letters travel from Canada to California and land on my desk like a gift. They are long, handwritten, free-flowing notes. And they are extraordinary. I always pause before opening them, because Lizzie’s letters always feel like a present to me.
In her notes, Lizzie always brings me up to date on her life and her dreams. Lizzie has big dreams, and I have no doubt that she will accomplish them.
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