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The email that I didn’t intend to send

If you’ve read this column for any length of time, you know this already: When I write, you are rarely getting the version of me that has everything neatly processed and packaged. You’re usually getting me mid-thought, mid-feeling, mid-trying-to-figure-it-out. Unfortunately — or maybe honestly — that’s still true now. I was recently diagnosed with early-stage breast cancer. I’m okay. It was caught early, I’m surrounded by excellent care, and there is a plan forming. I share that upfront because context matters. This is serious, but it is not the end of the ...

Have you ever sat in the in-between?

Have you ever sat in the in-between? You know the moments I’m talking about. The space after not knowing and before really knowing. The awkward, heavy, quiet space between Point A and Point B. That place where everything feels suspended and nothing has settled yet. It might be one of the hardest places to live. And somehow…we are almost always there. The in-between looks like waiting to hear if you got the job. Or if the client said yes. Or if the numbers finally reflect the work you’ve been pouring your energy into. Sometimes it looks like waiting on test results, ...

This is simply a little story about ‘57 cents’

This one is a little different than what I usually write. And before I even get into it, I want you to know this didn’t happen to me directly. It’s a story I heard from someone very close to me, and I’m sharing it because the bottom line matters. The meaning matters. And honestly? I want to hear from you after you read it. Your opinions. Your experiences. Your take. Because lately, I have been thinking about how fast we all move. Every single month feels like a mad dash. We’re running from one thing to the next, checking boxes like it’s a game we can’t afford to lose. ...

A look at the quiet heroes of Youngstown

You know, I truly believe I’m a better person because I moved back home. Washington, D.C. gave me the knowledge and experience of doing business, learning business, innovating business. It was a place where ideation and my continual need to grow weren’t just accepted — they were fed. Could I have done that here? Who knows. All I know is where it happened for me. But over time, there was a part of me that felt like it was getting lost in the world I was living in. I became very transactional. And yes, that approach made me successful for a while. But fulfilled? No. Not even ...

This is such a magical time of year

There’s something magical about the month of December that I’ve always held close. I know, I know — plenty of people groan the moment the sun dips below the horizon a little earlier each day. The darkness settles over our Valley like a heavy blanket, stretching itself across the late afternoons and swallowing up the evenings before we’re even ready. But me? I love it. I can’t quite explain it, except to say that this season brings a comfort that feels almost ancient — like it’s woven into the way my bones grew up learning the world. And listen, I’m someone who loves ...

Before the rest of the house wakes up

To say sleep has been my friend this week would be an utterly false statement. In fact, sleep and I have been giving each other the cold shoulder. Now, some would say it’s most likely due to the whole “falling back” in time. But I love to fall back. Love, love, love it. I’m the person who wakes up at 5:30 a.m. feeling like I got to sleep in because my usual wake time is 6 a.m. It’s the one time a year I feel like I beat the system. But this week? No. My body has decided that 4:18 a.m. is the new 6 a.m. And I don’t like it. Not even a little bit. It’s been a ...