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“In every community, there is work to be done. In every nation, there are wounds to heal. In every heart, there is the power to do it.” ~ Marianne Williamson My life has included many different cities and states and…

“In every community, there is work to be done. In every nation, there are wounds to heal. In every heart, there is the power to do it.” ~ Marianne Williamson My life has included many different cities and states and…

March 20, 2020, was the last day my team worked in the office before the state of N.Y. shut down because of COVID. Since then, we’ve been working from home. It’s been an interesting transition and a combination of the…

My brother recently recommended a writing course through Coursera to me via email. It’s similar to the platform I began taking writing classes through, called Ed2Go. Both platforms offer a wide variety of virtual courses at a very affordable price.…

In May of 2019, I visited my youngest son and one of my best friends in what has become one of my favorite cities, Philadelphia. Friday night we had a grand reunion gathering with many friends I had grown to…

I’m currently listening to the thought-provoking book How to Be an Antiracist by Ibram X. Kendi. As a white woman, ‘of a certain age,’ I grew up believing that being ‘color blind’ was the equivalent of being antiracist. This, to…

Can someone reconnect with a friend whom they met in the sixth grade, exchanged letters for a few years, but hasn’t communicated with in over 40 years? I’m going to try. Over Thanksgiving, tales of my adventures with my best…
It’s odd, but true that one of my most profound learning experiences as a leader has also been one of my best-kept secrets. It’s an experience that caused me so much shame and embarrassment that I haven’t shared it with…
I’m thinking that everyone remembers their first kiss. I’d also be willing to go out on a limb and speculate that most of those first kisses were awkward rather than breathtaking… Just guessing. It’s awkward, that first kiss – sometimes…

It seems appropriate and fitting to reblog this today – it’s my grandmother’s birthday. 🙂

The piano has always been a part of my life. Some of my earliest memories are of Grandma Marion playing carols in the crowded living room after a traditional Christmas dinner of Swedish meatballs, lefsa, lutefisk and rømmegrøt. (Yes, I’m a…