I was angry and embarrassed… What would I say to my wife and three young kids?

It’s been more than 13 years since this happened but I still remember it like it was yesterday…

One cold winter day in February 2002, I left my office in the middle of the afternoon and walked to a local park.

I found myself standing on the pitcher’s mound of a Little League baseball field.  I looked up at the sky with tears in my eyes.

“God, why is this happening to me!” I cried.

No answer came.

But in that moment of raw honesty, I sensed someone had at least heard me.

My company’s sales had nose-dived with the economy in the months after the 9-11 tragedy.

Our credit cards and credit line were maxed out.

Even though I’d helped many authors and experts promote their books, grow their businesses, and make a lot of money, I was now in a situation where I was almost broke.

I was scared, angry, and didn’t know what to do.

How was I going to explain to my loyal employees that I could no longer pay them?

What would I say to my wife and three young kids?

I went back to my office uncertain about what to do.

A few days later, my…