There’s a ritual that happens before every important room. Not always a conscious one. Sometimes it’s just the extra minute in front of the mirror. The deliberate choice of what…
There is a version of professional success that requires you to make yourself smaller to achieve it. You’ve seen it. Maybe you’ve done it. The laugh that’s a little too…
There’s a particular kind of tired that comes from being underestimated. Not the tired that sleep fixes. The tired that accumulates slowly over years of walking into rooms and watching…
There was a version of me that didn’t go to law school. She existed for about six months after the surgery. She was tired and scared and seriously reconsidering every…
I knew from the time Sherry was small that she was going to be something. Not in the vague, every-parent-thinks-this way. In the specific, observable, this-child-is-going-to-argue-her-way-through-life-and-win way. She was the…