Many of you might remember Gracia. She was our first dream realized in Mexico. She had a badly crossed eye.
This is a pic of Gracia with her mother and brother.
As I held this young girl I was overwhelmed with joy as I recognized again the "power of hope".
If my life was about having a huge bank account, I would be doing something else....if it was about prestige, I would not be doing what I am doing. If I was making the choice afresh tonight....money & fame vs Gracia? I choose Gracia. No doubting. No looking back.
I thank God that I have a wife that supports me in this whole crazy pursuit of "building a nation of everyday philanthropists". We will never have a huge house and a sports car....she does not care....I love you baby! You see....as one person, we choose "wing sauced" Jackson, and Gracia.