The Chemo Check-In I Didn’t Ask For
How do you feel? How was the last chemo? I appreciate the care and concern, but answering those questions over and over is becoming overwhelming. It…
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Craig Daniels
Curious by nature. Uncomfortable by choice.
He didn't take the traditional paths.
He dropped out of college and built his own apprenticeship, entering the first internet boom at companies like Nextel and MapQuest. Advancement inside large organizations moved too slowly, so he accelerated his career by joining early-stage startups across the Denver tech scene. By 2009, he was working remotely—well before it became standard.
In his late twenties, he cashed out stock options and spent a year backpacking with his wife through 23 countries, trading labor for shelter, crossing borders without a shared language, and prioritizing experience over comfort. He has since lived and worked across multiple cities and countries.
He has illegally rappelled eighty feet off an active train bridge. He qualified for the U.S. Amateur Pool Tournament in 2002. He has paraglided off mountains in Colorado, cycled across Iowa in seven days, swum with sharks in Thailand, and bungee jumped headfirst into a river in New Zealand.
Professionally, he became a global enterprise software consultant, trusted by executives and technical teams alike to untangle complex systems.
In 2022, he moved his family to Portugal so his son could grow up with an international communinty.
Personally, he has survived cancer twice and currently fighting for a third time.
He doesn't collect credentials. He collects experiences, scars, and stories.
His character wasn't created by choosing an easy life.
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