Who says you can’t go home

Who says you can’t go home

When the calendar turned over to 2019, I was ready to hit the ground running (literally and figuratively). I had some great networking experiences in the last month and felt I was on the cusp of some fabulous new things. I followed up on connections made and set up next steps. The only problem was this trip to New Jersey. Read more

How to close out the holiday season and start the New Year

How to close out the holiday season and start the New Year

The close of this year also marks for me six months in Chicago. Our first holiday season in the new city involved trying on new traditions, moving out of our comfort zones, and reviewing what I’ve achieved with this move and setting an agenda for the next six months. Read more

Five ways to make the most of the time we have

Five ways to make the most of the time we have

This is a great week to talk about staying healthy and living as long and as happily as we possibly can. My boyfriend’s birthday is this week! Happy Birthday, Honey!

As we come to the end of the calendar, it’s the time each year when we all feel we have a “reset.” That’s why there are New Year’s Resolutions. Are you resolving to change an unhealthy habit, start a healthy habit, or do more of the good things you were doing this year? Read more

To run or not to run for charity

To run or not to run for charity

Yesterday was the day – the lottery drawing for the 2019 Chicago Marathon. Runners like me without a (recent) qualifying time or legacy, either get in through the lottery or run for charity. When I wrote in my journal yesterday morning what I was looking forward to, this was it. “No matter what the outcome,” I told myself. Read more

The time I met the 41st President of the United States

The time I met the 41st President of the United States

I have talked before about growing up in a politically active family. The first rally I remember attending was for Nixon in 1968 at Fort Lee High School. I was only three and a half, but my memory of it is vivid. The future President came close enough to shake my parents’ hands and tug at my wool hat. I was wearing a “Nixon’s The One” button. Yes, back then I was a Republican. Read more