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Just do 3 things. That’s it! You’re a Success, my Friend.

I don’t remember where I heard it but I do remember when: my dad had died about two weeks before, and I was scrambling in the maelstrom of fresh grief, feet off the ground, unable to tell up from down, tossed by waves of emotion that came out of nowhere, forcing me to pull over and sob on the freeway, or lie down at 11 a.m. and stare at the empty blue sky for hours, or claw out of the hot…