To Thea, Faryb, Abby, and Kendra – A Lesson for Life (And My Final Instructions 😂) My dear daughter & Step Kids, Life is full of opportunities, challenges, and moments that will shape you into the women you are meant to be. But if there’s one thing I want you to always remember, it’s this—the most important work you will ever do is on yourself. 📌 Work harder on yourself than you do on your job. Your job will pay you, but your self-discipline, skills, and mindset will determine your future. A job can be lost, but the person you become—the knowledge, character, and resilience you build—will never be taken from you. 🏋️‍♀️ Train your mind, body, and spirit. Learn something new every day. Challenge yourself. Stay physically strong, mentally sharp, and spiritually centered with GOD. The more you invest in yourself, the more options life will give you. 💡 Growth is your greatest asset. The best investment you will ever make isn’t in stocks or property—it’s in YOU. The more you grow, the more valuable you become, and the more control you have over your destiny. Become so skilled, so disciplined, so strong, that no one can ignore you. 💪 Tough times don’t last—strong people do. Life will test you. You’ll have setbacks. You’ll doubt yourself. But never forget—you are stronger than your circumstances. Every challenge is shaping you, refining you, preparing you for what’s next. Embrace the struggle, because that’s where true strength is built. 🔥 You are meant for more. Keep pushing. Keep growing. Keep working on yourself, because success isn’t about luck—it’s about preparation. The world is full of opportunities, but only those who are ready will seize them. I believe in you. I love you. I am beyond proud of each of you. Go become the best version of yourselves—because the world is waiting. Final Instructions from Dad ⏳😂 Alright, listen up, because I fully expect you to read this again when I’m long gone. And when that day comes, you better follow my one simple request: Put me inside my game timer with the sand, as instructed. Yes, you heard me. Don’t even think about some fancy urn or scattering me in the wind like I’m a Home Depot parking lot spill. I want my final resting place to be inside that timer so you can bring me out for game night as adults. Just imagine it—every time you all get together, laughing, competing, maybe even arguing over a ridiculous rule (that I’d obviously be right about), you can set me on the table and know I’m right there with you. And if one of you cheats, you better believe I’ll find a way to tip the timer over in protest. And if for some reason my game timer mysteriously disappears, just know that I will absolutely haunt your Wi-Fi connection. Every time your internet lags or your streaming freezes, just remember… that’s me, reminding you to bring me back to the table. Love you all. Now go become legends. And don’t mess up my timer situation. ⏳😆 With all my love and pride, Dad ❤️