Update: The new status of my family

Update: The new status of my family

As a member of my tribe, I’m committed to keeping you on the front lines of any changes to my life.

I wasn’t intentionally keeping this from you.
I’ve been quiet about it because I wasn’t sure how it would evolve.
And I didn’t want to have to retract something.
Especially news of this magnitude.

It’s not always easy for me to share stories about my personal life.

But I realize I need to be vulnerable – as I’d encourage you to be.

So here I go. Click below for my news.

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What My Assistant Taught Me About Communication - Personal

What My Assistant Taught Me About Communication - Personal

I don’t expect professional relationships to work effortlessly – particularly when they’re mine.

I say that because, as a relationship expert, I encourage the people I work with to check in with me about how our relationship is going. And I remind them to do it pretty often.

The result, not surprisingly, is that every couple of months, I find myself on the receiving end of ‘feedback.’ 

I place ‘feedback’ in proverbial air quotes since it generally makes me cringe - because although my fantasy involves my phone blowing up with declarations of how amazing I am to work with, the reality of those conversations generally plays out differently.  Click here to see how my ‘feedback’ generally goes.

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Forty. Fucking. Nine.

Forty. Fucking. Nine.

And just like that, I blinked and hit the big four nine.  You’d think at my age I wouldn’t feel compelled to announce it. Would, perhaps, be more content to fly under the radar, requiring those who wonder to Google it.  

I won’t deny that I thought about keeping quiet. I hate the self-indulgence of publishing a ‘me’ story. I get a good amount of attention. I don’t need a parade on my birthday.

But then a little voice inside my head questioned whether I was playing into a female stereotype:

The ‘aging’ woman who buys into the expectation that with each passing year, she will fade and become a little more invisible.

And that’s all it took to get my inner rebel stirred up.

Here’s what I think about entering the last year of my 40’s and facing down fifty.

Holy shit. I can’t believe I just wrote that.


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