Somewhere in another
woman's story, you might find
a piece of yourself.

"I went back to college at 38. Everyone in my class was younger than my eldest daughter."

She sat in the front row on the first day. She still does.

"I was the only woman in every meeting. I stopped waiting to be invited to speak."

First in her family to wear a name badge that said Manager.

"My marriage ended. My plan ended. I did not know who I was without it."

She rebuilt slowly. She rebuilt better.

"I finally asked for help. It was the hardest thing I had done in years."

She had spent so long being the one who held everything together.

"I said no. For the first time in my adult life, I said no. And the world did not end."

One word. The beginning of a new relationship with herself.

"Nobody sees what I am building yet. That is okay. I do."

She works at it every morning before the house wakes up.