His entire life was driven by the need to be better than his brother. Every thing, every situation, every skill, all was competition. Every interaction was win/loss.
No relationships. No relaxation. Even vacations were competitive—had to be bigger, better, more expensive, more physical.
What a loss, I thought.
Life is not a sporting event. It’s about coming to grips with that lost little girl or boy. Living with generosity and kindness.
It’s never too late to start.
Faith Venture 
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