If you had asked me as a kid where you’d find me, it would’ve been one of two places: with my head buried in a book… or outside with my horse. I’m the youngest of six kids, the baby of the family, and I grew up on a farm in the middle of nowhere—where neighbors were miles away and fast food simply wasn’t an option. Life out there teaches you self-reliance in a way that’s hard to explain unless you’ve lived it. There were cows and horses to feed, fences to mend, weeds to pull,