Two Days. One Bed. Big Win.

This week, we celebrated something big. Not a new client.Not a big deal closing.Not a milestone. My youngest daughter made her bed. Twice. Two days in a row. Now, on paper, that sounds like the smallest win imaginable. It barely qualifies as a task. It’s the kind of thing most adults do half-asleep, without thinking, usually while questioning their life choices. But in our house, this was huge. Because for her, this hasn’t been easy. Simple routines.Basic tasks.The kind of things that...