This week marked a milestone in my career: I was promoted to managing director. Hurray! Right? Well, as it turns out, maybe not. But we’ll get to that in a second. First, a little background. (Also, a warning, this post is basically a whole lot of self-deprecation and whining. Oh, and there’s some swearing. Proceed at
“The trees are about to show us how lovely it is to let the dead things go.” ~Anonymous In 2005, I purchased a ring for myself. But it was more than just a ring — it the first piece of real jewelry I had purchased for myself. A portion of the funding for the ring
A year ago this month I celebrated 365 days in a new role at a new company. And, considering I was at the company prior for nearly nine years, it was quite a change. If you’ve read any of my blog posts in the last 12 months, you know the change was both its ups
“Be always at war with your vices, at peace with your neighbors and let each new year find you a better man.” ~Benjamin Franklin as I reflect back on a year that was, well, rough for many — myself included — I’m choosing to do so through a lens of gratitude. it’s easy to get
if there were ever a week during which a theme emerged, it was the events of the past week shoving perspective down my throat. between devouring the book Wonder (amazing. seriously read it immediately. do not pass go. do not collect $200. go now and read.), spending a time with a dear friend and her amazing brave
I consider myself a fairly optimistic person. I also like to think I’ve got a pretty good sense of self-awareness. one or both of these could be very wrong, in which case this entire post will be based on a fabrication (albeit, unintentional). but, for a more interesting story, let’s go with the rose-colored-glasses-wearing +
Nine years ago I packed everything I owned into my Pontiac Grand Am and made way from Delaware to Denver, Colorado. I had no job, no place to live and no friends, but I was ready for a new adventure. A few months later, I was hired by Tri-State G&T, despite not having any knowledge
dearest you, I’ve been a terrible friend. I’ve lied and manipulated and hurt you physically, emotionally and mentally. I wasn’t there for you many times when you’ve needed me and for this, and so much more, I am truly sorry. you are amazing and you, like everyone else in this world, deserve love and happiness.
“Courage over fear.” ~Elizabeth Gilbert It’s difficult for me to put into words how extraordinary and important this week was for me. No, I didn’t travel to an amazing new destination. No, I didn’t meet the love of my life. No, I didn’t finish a big project at work. In fact, it was a seemingly
26. A seemingly insignificant number that today represents a very real connotation. 26. The number of days until I am a homeowner. 26. Less than one month, a mere 3.75 weeks. 26. I’ve made a considerable amount of large decisions in my 14 years of adulthood — numerous moves, education choices, relationships, jobs — but
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