Lately, I’ve been reading a lot about happiness and making major life changes. Perhaps it’s because that’s the kind of thing I’ve been doing lately, so I want to read about other people doing it. Maybe it’s crazy, maybe it’s too abstract to be constructive, but at the same time, most of the books have been written by people at least 10 years older than me.
I was standing in an Army chapel as a battalion commander told more than 200 officer candidates what they were in for. But something the commander said stuck. “I am a soldier,” he said. “It’s not a job, it’s who I am.”