At a fundraising dinner this week I sat at a table full of powerful women. They’re leading organizations, running departments at big banks, managing large teams and going after their dreams. We were there to raise money for the Finish Line Foundation and listen to two-time Olympian Carli Lloyd talk about, well, being an Olympian. […]

At a fundraising dinner this week I sat at a table full of powerful women. They’re leading organizations, running departments at big banks, managing large teams and going after their dreams. We were there to raise money for the Finish Line Foundation and listen to two-time Olympian Carli Lloyd talk about, well, being an Olympian. […]

At a fundraising dinner this week I sat at a table full of powerful women. They’re leading organizations, running departments at big banks, managing large teams and going after their dreams. We were there to raise money for the Finish Line Foundation and listen to two-time Olympian Carli Lloyd talk about, well, being an Olympian. […]

At a fundraising dinner this week I sat at a table full of powerful women. They’re leading organizations, running departments at big banks, managing large teams and going after their dreams. We were there to raise money for the Finish Line Foundation and listen to two-time Olympian Carli Lloyd talk about, well, being an Olympian. […]

Weeks after my mom died I found no space adequately safe for my feelings. I mean no space. Not my bedroom, not my living room, not the park, not my car, not in a hug from a friend. I would lay there awake at night with tears rolling down my cheeks. I wasn’t even trying […]

Weeks after my mom died I found no space adequately safe for my feelings. I mean no space. Not my bedroom, not my living room, not the park, not my car, not in a hug from a friend. I would lay there awake at night with tears rolling down my cheeks. I wasn’t even trying […]

Weeks after my mom died I found no space adequately safe for my feelings. I mean no space. Not my bedroom, not my living room, not the park, not my car, not in a hug from a friend. I would lay there awake at night with tears rolling down my cheeks. I wasn’t even trying […]

Weeks after my mom died I found no space adequately safe for my feelings. I mean no space. Not my bedroom, not my living room, not the park, not my car, not in a hug from a friend. I would lay there awake at night with tears rolling down my cheeks. I wasn’t even trying […]

In the past two weeks I have had encounters with people who have recently lost someone special to them. At the same time, the sun circled around the earth another time and 11 years have now come and gone since we lost my mom to cancer. There is something very familiar about the new grief […]

In the past two weeks I have had encounters with people who have recently lost someone special to them. At the same time, the sun circled around the earth another time and 11 years have now come and gone since we lost my mom to cancer. There is something very familiar about the new grief […]

In the past two weeks I have had encounters with people who have recently lost someone special to them. At the same time, the sun circled around the earth another time and 11 years have now come and gone since we lost my mom to cancer. There is something very familiar about the new grief […]

In the past two weeks I have had encounters with people who have recently lost someone special to them. At the same time, the sun circled around the earth another time and 11 years have now come and gone since we lost my mom to cancer. There is something very familiar about the new grief […]