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My family was (ofcourse) by my side the whole time I was asleep after surgery, and there when I woke up. Looking at this video, remembering what it was like to feel so weak, so confused… Its very hard to say the least. But it is also a wondrous thing to look at these recordings now,  considering how far I have come. Continue Reading

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It’s been one week since the tube light went off. My mind has been racing like crazy! How do I start? What do I do? Who do I contact? What needs to be done? It dawns on me – creating my own company will require me to wear many many many hats. All of a sudden – I have to be a kick a** marketer, a saavy PR agent, a visionary, a story teller, a speech writer, an author, a public speaker extraordinaire among others. Continue Reading

Yesterday, I saw a man that I had met only once before. He came up to me and said “Dina, you are my hero.” Looking quite perplexed, I asked him what he was referring to. He said that he had read all about me?!?! Ummm…..what on earth!!…..should I be scared?! Continue Reading