The fire lines you put in, the burn outs you conduct, the retardant you call for, the fires you let burn, they are now a part of the land.
I think the single-most dangerous thing for a Logistics Chief is indecision, the inability to make the uncomfortable decision with limited information.
We are not “a special breed” or uniquely tough or deserving of anything extra—especially not a cape. Falling down the hero hole will halt your growth.
A first responder can only relax when they are retired or dead, and sustaining that pitch of mindfulness is a hard road.
What do we want to take with us moving forward and what should we leave behind?