In life, I have carried different labels. I have been a soldier, a specialist, a leader, a director, a project coordinator, a husband, a father, a grandfather, an author and a speaker. Each of these roles belonged to its own time, but none of them tells the whole story on its own.
Outward labels change. Environments change. What remains is something else: the way I work, how I carry responsibility, how I treat people and how I respond when there is no longer room for excuses.
That is why I do not see my life as a collection of achievements, but as a sequence of periods that taught me that I first had to learn how to stand in my own life.