I don’t think conversation gets the respect it deserves. Consider these facts:
I love my wife. After a little more than half our lives together I can confidently say that she is the most important and influential person I have ever known. She is half my life, literally, as the direct result of conversation. It’s how we fell in love and how we stay that way.
I love my children. They’ve taught me, tested me and have been the fuel propelling me towards my better self. I stagger daily, but will never stop striving to be worthy of guiding them and preparing them for happy lives. Conversation is where the work of parenting gets done. It’s the countless explanations to my three year old and the countless excuses from my teenagers.
I am profoundly grateful for my business partners. Together we are so much stronger, better, faster and fun than we could ever be apart. Conversation is the glue, the playground and key to the magic factory that lets this happen. It is the stone against which we sharpen our ideas and the salve that remedies our failures.
I believe that the quality of our lives is determined by the quality of our conversations. So let’s be good at this. Here are my ground rules: