I have this problem: an unwavering belief in our one gift—something that makes us stand out from the guy or the girl where ever you are. Doesn’t matter if it’s the person at the next cube over, your best friend, or the guy in the car stuck in traffic at your side. There has to be one good thing that makes us different.

So I guess all I’m asking is to take a moment and think about what you love about yourself. You don’t have to be a superstar, an all-star athlete or that employee of the month. Maybe it’s a simple thing, like how you can always find the best shade of lipstick or hum along perfectly to that song on the radio.

Set your timer. All it takes is two minutes.