His suits were professional and trendy, his meetings led with short, efficient agendas, and his smile toothy and genuine. This was my first marketing boss—now the V.P. of Diversity and Inclusion for US Bank—but then, he was the manager of a two-person team, in a spacey corner cubicle of Target’s massive marketing department, who had […]
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(revised entry from Dec 2011) The overwhelming things I have wanted to do in my life, the things that seemed most impossible in feasibility and practicality, when I have stepped out and just done them, have proven to be most rewarding. I wanted to dance professionally at the start of my college years. To explore
I have been thinking a lot. It started with the 24-hour drive back from our family’s Florida vacation, and has continued into the blistering cold of Minnesota’s wind-chill, snow days and tea by the fireplace. I have been thinking about what will matter most when I am old, and my children have their own children.
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Sixth grade was like tea without sugar or wet socks or a much anticipated hello directed at the person behind you. It sucked. Everything was about how you looked, it seemed. I didn’t have much going for me. I was short for my age, and skinny, no curves and my hair didn’t ringlet like the other
I was outspoken, often saying words and never thinking about them before (or after) they escaped my mouth. As Proverbs says, “I was like a [madwoman] with flaming arrows or darts” releasing hurt and shame onto others with my wit, and thoughtless jokes or judgmental criticism. The flaming arrows of my childhood, when matched with
My life seems to have themed seasons. Does yours? Though some are clearer than others, they are always there, often marked by a key word or idea that continually comes up in various conversation, devotions and through readings. Ironically to me, it has even seemed that each season lasts just long enough for me to
In Spanish, the word for break is Pausa…its Latin root is where we derive the English word Pause. I heard a lot of Spanish and did a lot of “pausing” this past week. My family took a 10 day vacation to visit my parents at their humble nest in Orlando. Sun and beach and March
I, like most mothers in America, sat on my couch in front of the breaking news—and wept. Through my tears, I heard a commentator mention that beyond the tragedy itself, the timing was tragic, as the Christmas countdown is on. He even quoted a parent recalling their child’s last words that morning, something about a
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My sister and I were chatting on the phone about a particular new television series she has started watching, one of many to choose from this fall. In that conversation, she pointed out how there was a day when T.V. was on the bottom of celebrity hierarchy, and Hollywood’s big screen was where an actor
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