Blistered hands

I started working life in 1994 almost three decades ago.

The first decade built the early foundations for discipline, structure and process. Interspersed were opportunities for personal growth and experimentation, a young seafarer travelling far and wide in search of new lands and fool’s gold.

The second decade launched a great expedition into the uncharted waters of entrepreneurial risk-taking, firm-building at the one end and corporate governance, leadership development at the other. Clear skies and full wind in our sails. A captain of my own destiny.

The third decade was a treacherous passage around Tierra del Fuego. While work evolved into building a legacy of quiet purpose, fortifying family and serving community, the tempest of wind, rain and thunder raged outside the portholes. But a smooth sea never made a skilled sailor.

So here we are. Blistered hands. Ocean air and salty hair. Alive, standing and smiling. Ready for the next adventure.


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