How I got my start...selling eyeglasses

My parents fled the former USSR in 1979 as Jewish refugees. When they arrived in America, they had just $1,200 from selling all their belongings. That money bought them a car, and from there, they hustled. Bit by bit, they saved enough to buy a small business, an optical store.

I grew up behind the counter of that store, learning how to listen. By 10, I was helping customers pick out glasses. I’d ask questions, learn their personalities, study the curve of their cheekbones, the distance between their pupils, the arch of their brows—then make recommendations. Something bold for the creatives. Something classic for the traditionalists.

My parents' dream was to pass their business down to me and my sister. They encouraged me to become an optometrist—it was a stable profession, flexible, and perfect for raising a family.“No way,” I told them. “I want something different.”

And yet, here I am. In a funny twist, I did follow in their footsteps. I’m still helping people see—just in a different way.

I share this story because you might not know about my earliest beginnings. My work has always been about vision—helping you see more for yourself, your team, your family, and the world.I believe in you. I believe in us. I believe our future is bright...but we must develop inner skills in order to live out our greatest vision.

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