I never planned to live in Puerto Rico. Not when I was growing up, not when I was building my business, and not even when I sold it. But just after that, a dear old friend of mine told me he’d seen a video about Puerto Rico and not only did it seem breathtakingly beautiful, it was also one of the great tax havens on the planet for Americans. I moved there a week later, and I haven’t regretted it one bit.
It’s easy to be thankful for the people in your immediate sphere of influence. Your family. Your friends. People who can help you. Your contact list. And so on. And, to be clear, it’s rightful to be thankful for all of those people and the things they bring with them. But sometimes, it’s worth a look beyond that.
My mom was a seamstress and a dressmaker. She was also my main caregiver as my dad worked in the diamond district. We didn’t have a lot of money. And since we couldn’t afford a babysitter or anything, rather than going to the park or something other kindergarteners wanted to do, I went to the fabric stores with my mother. It bored me to death.
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