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Letters to Meet Me By

Before we get into anything resembling advice, kids, I want you to meet me. These first three letters aren't a thesis or a framework — they're just the moments I keep coming back to when I'm trying to remember what actually matters. A grandmother who knew me even after she'd forgotten almost everything else. A stretch of years that felt heavy while I was living them and golden the moment they passed. A view of the earth from a window seat that I never quite recovered from. If you read nothing else, read these. They are the closest thing to meeting me as a younger man, before the rest of the book begins.