A real salesperson is not the one who sells ice to an Eskimo. It is the one who learns his winters and summers. Notices when the old igloo tools dull and brings the ones that cut cleaner. Feels the shift in the wind and shows up with the sled that glides farther. Returns before the frost hits and offers the coat built for storms he has not yet seen. Shares a meal by the fire and brings knives that hold an edge longer than the season. The art is not selling ice. It is understanding a life so well that every offer arrives at the exact moment it becomes essential.

Kishia 🥳 Wishing you much more life, more health, LOOOVE! more expansive experiences, and a year where every turn around the sun brings you things that excite you and make your heart sing!! Thank you for your leadership and your mentorship. Grateful to be learning from you.