Close your eyes and imagine this graphic: a spa green background and a woman with a blissful smile on her face. Her face is slathered with a creamy facial and cucumbers cover her eyes with a slight smirk on lips. It implies, “Yeah life is rough but I’m handling it like a boss.” That my…
I love people. Love them. Depending on my social awkwardness I’m the person striking up a conversation with complete strangers. Grocery store lines, galas, waiting rooms, the pharmacy—basically anywhere there are people I’m all ears. I even went into a career in public service where my job required me to meet strangers all day long,…
Boldness has taken an interesting turn since childhood. As a girl growing up in the desert, being bold meant facing off with the rivers of flash floods. Or when I was in seventh grade, I punched a boy in the face for picking on my brother. I’m finding I’m not the same girl in…
In silence we stood in the steamy bathroom in silence when I whispered, “You don’t think you’re good enough do you? I saw her looking at herself, and I could see the mental list Cheyenne was checking off in her head. Her hair — too curly. Her complexion — not perfect. Her height — too…