“Now you’ll never marry my son!” my mother-in-law laughed, setting my wedding dress on fire. I wiped my tears, smiled coldly, and said, “Enjoy destroying that dress, because the wedding was never the real trap.” Her face went completely pale when I made one quick phone call…

a door. Walk through it.

Simultaneously, our public life accelerated. Eddie aggressively booked us for a keynote at a massive corporate summit in Columbus. We weren’t there to peddle inspiration; we were there to teach combat tactics.

Jason lectured on the necessity of legally binding behavioral clauses in family trusts. I took the microphone and spoke continue reading …