I’ve learned a few things in the past couple of years. Some lessons have been deep: I am mortal. Some have not: These lips and lipstick don’t mix. The thing that has been life-altering has been the realization that in daring to be passionate about something, I surpass my own perceptions of what I can and can’t do. When I doggedly pursue a goal for something I believe in, what I end up seeing in the reflection of my face and my deeds is potential. As I raise three daughters with my husband, I want to project possibility and the idea that we really can make a difference. So, how do you do it? How do you move past being the mom who can’t…