It is strange to be on the older side of the workforce. I like to think that I still have the drive and pizzazz I did twenty years ago. However, I seem to be much more aware of whether the effort I put in gets the return it deserves.

I Thought I Was Doing the Right Thing for Luann

When I was in my...

Do you remember the first time you were ma’amed? And I don’t mean ma’amed as a polite greeting from someone who lives in, or is from, the South. I mean ma’amed in the sense of, who in the hell are you ma’aming? My mother is a ma’am. I’m not. 

The First Time Someone Called Me Ma’am

I have a foggy m...

I've been paying extra attention to the conversations I'm having with midlife women. It's interesting to observe the subtle-and not so subtle-shifts in our lives as we age. Most of us are navigating this chapter without a map or conversation about what is really happening. Sure, the peri, meno and p...