It was an August night, and I was driving to the Jersey Shore to meet up with my family after returning from my interview with the PRSA Nominating Committee. Around 11 p.m., I received the call informing me I’d been nominated PRSA’s chair and CEO. I was on top the world, excited, and ready to make a difference in the Society.
I walked into my house, eager to share the news, expecting a hero’s welcome. Almost everyone was asleep — except for my youngest daughter, who was little more than a toddler. Surely, I thought, she’ll be impressed with my news. As I moved down the hallway, brimming with excitement — thinking I was king of my little piece of the world — my daughter taught me an essential lesson in leadership.