The Word My Sister Used to Describe Me
My 8-year-old sister once described me in one word: "Stressed." It took a eulogy exercise to make me realize that word was becoming my legacy. Here's what I actually changed once I stopped treating margin as a nice-to-have.
The Girl Who Had Too Many Voices
For years, I had a different voice for every room I walked into — until my brother noticed something I hadn't. This is the story of how I learned to show up as the same person everywhere, and the quick test you can run on yourself today.
The Rich Young Man Who Almost Had It All
There's an old story about a man who had checked every box — until one ask revealed what he actually valued. It's stuck with me for years, and it's changed how I look at my own decisions as a leader. Here's the test I now run before I call something a value.