I didn’t characterize many of my life lessons as gifts in my younger years. Growing up on a cattle ranch lacking sophistication and social graces, I viewed those early years as full of trials and tribulations. It’s taken a while to understand that those same trials...
I’m not going to lie to you and pretend that I loved my 4 months at the FBI Academy at the Marine Corps base in Quantico, VA. The purpose of the Academy was multi-fold, but the bottom line was to produce successful people who had the grit to confront obstacles in both...
I grew up with a strong dislike for the f-word. It wasn’t a word I was comfortable using, and I don’t think I’m the only one. After all, failure is not comfortable for any of us! When I graduated from college, I worried that I might not land the perfect job or that I...
As a kid growing up on a remote cattle ranch in Wyoming, it didn’t take much to make me a happy person. I loved to spend time with our animals—horses, cattle, and dogs! I was happy to do my chores and bond with my pets. In high school, it took something different to...
As a new agent at the FBI Academy, happiness was not a priority. Our instructors took great delight when they uncovered our weaknesses. Once discovered, their dry little hearts made it their mission to push us as far into our discomfort zones as possible. I had...
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