Ouch. One of the first of many rejection letters. It was jarring. I felt embarrassed, angry, and even ashamed for being 'rejected'. I wondered to myself if I was 'good' enough and whether I belonged in the profession. [My wife] Stephanie reminded me that papers could be rewritten and that what mattered most in our lives could only be defined by us, not a set of anonymous reviewers or a job title. We were going to write our own story.