Writer’s Note: This is a stream-of-conscious journal entry I wrote on May 9, 2017, where I spent close to four hours waiting in a small conference room for the first Pre-Trial Conference hearing in my daughter’s child abuse case. Although the case was settled by plea agreement five months later, our civil case is still …
I hadn’t owned a car in four years, so having a valid driver’s license wasn’t even on my radar until I decided it was time to buy a new car. My license had expired almost a year prior, so the morning before I went to the dealership, I thought it would be a good idea …
Today, Alissa started 7th grade. It was bittersweet for me. Not because of how quickly she’s growing, but because I have been fighting this feeling of failing her all summer long. Many of you know that running your own business is a lot of work and a lot of uncertainty. Especially financially. This summer was …
I pulled a pair of dirty underwear out of the crease of the couch this morning. You would think that it surprised me, but it didn’t. It’s starting to feel obnoxiously normal these days. My 12-year-old daughter is a total slob. Last week, she spent hours looking for her favorite pair of shorts only for …
I learned a hard lesson a couple of months ago. It’s one that I teach clients about all the time. Back. Up. Your. Files. I wish I had listened to my own advice. Upon learning at the beginning of June that my site hosting had expired and I missed the reactivation window by a mere 48 …
It’s no secret that we are on our phones way too much. I mean, they have become an additional appendage practically. We have them in our hands constantly, and when they aren’t, they are within arm’s reach. But have we stopped to think what message we are sending to those we choose to spend time …
I’m going to throw a non-humble mom brag out there. My daughter is awesome in so many ways, I can’t even count. She started traveling alone at the age of 8. She plays flag football. She’s a leader in her school’s Kindness Club. She does Lego robotics. When I tell her to do something constructive, …
We apologize too much. And I mean waaaaay too much. As women, we are even worse than men. We apologize for everything. And most of the time, we don’t even realize we are doing it. How often do you find yourself doing any of these things? “Oops! Sorry!” You just bumped into someone in the …
Yes. I know. I’m late to the party. Like, way late. Story of my life, actually. I’m not just the one that shows up fashionably late, I show up late enough that I know darn well I probably missed the highlight of the night. Unless the party has drag queens, then I’m totally the first …
We are the ones that don’t need to fake it.
We are the ones that have more honor and respect among our peers.
We are the ones that despite the little voice in our head telling us we can’t, we lead and others follow.