Goosify I credit with changing my SkOOl approach. Our event in our connected communities with many of you as guests is shaping up to be cool @Dr. Melissa Partaka @Dinka Salvador

Anti-Blitz style 😎 I want to share a very personal story with you all. Grab a box of tissues and make yourself comfortable 🤧 By the time my mom came home from the hospital with me after my birth, my parents were already separated. I have no memory of the three of us together. There might be a picture or two somewhere, but that's all. My dad battled alcohol addiction for most of his adult life. My mom had to do what was best for me, she could raise me on her own, but she couldn’t have him around. It was a hard choice, no doubt. She never spoke badly about my dad. NEVER. In fact, she genuinely wanted me to have a relationship with him. But there were many promises, and not so many of them were kept. My dad remarried, and I have three half-siblings, six, ten, and sixteen years younger than me. Our relationship is minimal, if anything at all. Fast forward to last year, I found the book It Didn't Start With You by Mark Wolynn. It made me realize how deeply family trauma is passed down through generations, until someone is brave enough to face it. The book includes a list of questions designed to uncover hidden family wounds. I sent the questions to both of my parents, wanting to unearth any skeletons in the closet. The questions were deeply personal. While I was curious about both their responses, I didn’t expect huge surprises from my mom’s side, I had spent my entire childhood with her. But my dad’s past? I knew nothing about it. Not only was he incredibly cooperative, but I also discovered he’s an amazing writer. His emails started pouring in, one after another, written so beautifully, like a novel. And it was all new information for me. Slowly, we started talking. At one point, there was a pause in communication. I sent him a message, asking when I could expect the next chapter. He told me he was working on something else for me and asked me to be patient. A few days later, I received an eight-page letter his entire life story, told through the lens of his relationships, including his relationship with my mother. It was so raw and well-written that I could feel the heartache in every word. It was intense.

@Goose Dunlavey @Rositsa Aleksandrova @Angelika Vetter In another group there was a Challenge: Connection ~ Connect Deeper! I know I have only interacted with a few of you...I thought of a "sorta" late Intro to who I am... ========================================================================== The Heat Never Left: How a Chef’s Fire Became a Copywriter’s Craft The first kitchen I ever worked in smelled like steel, ambition, and the sharp heat of eagerness—that restless hunger to prove I belonged. Fryers hissed like impatient dragons, pans clanged a language only the tired could understand, and the ticket printer spat out orders faster than any sane person could breathe. Somewhere in that chaos, I learned the first real truth of craft: you don’t rise because you’re comfortable; you rise because you stay. Lesson One: The Kitchen Never Leaves You Those twelve-hour shifts carved something permanent into me. You start each day the same way—hands on steel, eyes on flame, a prayer that the rush won’t break you before the dinner crowd. You measure your worth in plates returned empty and compliments you’ll never hear because you’re already plating the next order. But when you live long enough in that kind of intensity, something happens: the line between instinct and identity disappears. Timing, patience, presentation—they’re no longer techniques; they’re reflexes. You begin to hear the rhythm of service in your pulse, the cadence of creativity in the scrape of a spatula. Craft becomes muscle memory. Service becomes instinct. Once you’ve learned to give your all, you never unlearn it. Years later, when life pulled me away from the burners and the shouting and the rush, I thought I’d left that world behind. But the kitchen never really leaves you. It lingers— like smoke in your clothes, like grit in your soul. And eventually, it whispers: Find another fire. Lesson Two: The Bridge Between Two Worlds

The energy all around Is amazing right now. From Skool IRL to communities collaborating and more. Big things coming in 2026 and couldn’t be more stoked. What a day! Announced a guest event and it exploded with guests booking. 31 calls in January! Here we go girls! @Dinka Salvador @Dr. Melissa Partaka Goosify upped our SkOOl game and now I’ve never had so much fun 🤩

what I just learned here with GOOSIFY, going through the classrooms, is insane value. So simple. So clear! And such a difference! 🤯🙈😭 Who can relate and why?