Wow. You know, having lost my dad, at the relatively young age of 61, you wish you had more time. He saw me open my first wireless store, and he couldn’t have been more proud. But knowing that there was a finite amount of time with him dealing with an illness, you wish you could grab that time back. So I try to impress upon my three daughters that at the end of the day, it’s about the time– it’s not about the things you have. Unfortunately, we all have a finite clock.
