Growing up Goldberg, PR Mom’s blog

Practical everyday use for life lessons

The Goldberg family LOVED TO TALK.  And most of all they we talked about each other. But like understating how your brain talks to itself to learn and interpret visual and emotional images, no one ever really teaches you how to understand the contributions – life contributions and even the business lessons that are provided by living with and observing family members.

Let’s face it; each member of every family has something odd and interesting to contribute. For example my cousin Michael liked to reassemble the skeletons of family pets (as children believed he poisoned them, because he burned through about 12 parakeets, a turtle, two dogs and four cats); my brother Larry regularly blew up the house with physics experiments and my dear father collected acres upon acres of used wood, rusty hardware and broken wooden cabinets.  But mixed in with the indiosynceries of individual family members were gems of wisdom, knowledge, and experience.

I don’t know that if I ever acknowledged or realized the value of the lesson that my family taught me until I had studied communication and business theory. It was then that I discovered that these family lessons that could benefit everyone who wants to communicate in business today.

I’ve written these stories in to this blog, which I call Growing Up Goldberg.  Mostly because each story carries a special message for the recipient that I would love to have shared with them.  Also because the letters I’m writing are to the dead.  It’s not that I’m morbid or anything, it’s just that first of all, they can’t talk back, and second, I want to preserve their life lesson and in their stories that special spark – just a little bit of why I loved the person I’m writing to.