It’s an unseasonably cool night in May and I find myself at home, alone, with nothing to do. That’s right. Nothing to do! (This must be a fantasy story, you think. Who has nothing to do?) On this particular night, both kids were out of the house, the dog had...
That was me, late last week, quietly sobbing in my front yard and talking to my tree. Whoa, lady, whatcha doing? That’s weird. Stick with me for a minute… So, there I am, in the early morning hours, telling my tree it would be OK. I would take care of her....
I love my clavicle. OK, I know it’s weird to love your collarbone, but I love mine. It’s why I prefer V-neck sweaters over crewnecks or turtlenecks. Those tend to make me look like a no-necked… turtle. There I go again, hating on myself. You see how...
“Hey, you got a minute? I need a favor. Are you available for a quick project? I know it’s 5 pm on Friday, but this is important. Boss wants it first thing Monday. Oh, great, you don’t mind? You don’t mind working this weekend? All this...
The email came from a former colleague, one who has struggled to find her footing since being downsized several years ago. “You’re one of the lucky ones,” she wrote. “I’m glad to see things worked out so well for you.” I read the...
If ever there were a time to speak up for other women, this is it. When I launched my business, a career and communications strategy firm that helps clients achieve through the power of storytelling, I planned to use my years of putting stories on television to help...
