No matter how high we rise, we all descend there – into the dusty earth.
If I start flying on the wings of false pride, I remember it all the time.
Let’s not go up but let’s think better about what we say tomorrow (and always) to those we love:
Even if there are only rocks and sand in our path, the journey will still be wonderful. Because on the horizon our loved ones are waiting for us.
© Fortune, 2009
Have you ever felt false pride?