Like many others on graduation day, I heard a commencement speaker urge me to follow my dream as I marched into the brave new world as an adult—silly me. My dream then was to be a fashion model who looked good in clothes. A career in fashion would be my ticket to the...
I grew up on a remote Wyoming cattle ranch, learning how to navigate sagebrush, rattlesnakes, and corrals full of fresh cow pies. The best shoes for that rough environment were Red Wing lace-up high-top boots. They weren’t much of a fashion statement for a...
America’s infatuation with happiness goes back to our founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution, in which we are promised “life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.” Somewhere in that fairy tale, reality stepped in and yanked off the bandaid that was supposed to...
As a kid growing up on a remote cattle ranch in Wyoming, I grew up scrappy. I had to be fast to outrun a charging bull and innovative enough to find a way to saddle a horse so tall that my stirrup came to rest at eye level. I never thought much about well-being and...
Most of us have no idea of what to do with our lives. Even after school. We expect our careers to lead us down the road to happiness. Even after we get paychecks. We’ve seen the slick advertisements that promise that money can buy happiness—if we have enough of it....
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