During our member call this week, the conversation turned to mental health. One woman shared that someone she loves is going through a rough go, and within minutes, three others said “me too.” Me too, as in me. Me too, as in my kids. That’s how relatable this is.

Mental Health Is a Tough, Tough Dea...

I have a screenshot on my desktop of Jane Seymour (see pic), later in midlife, in a bathing suit, standing cross-legged. When I saw it, my first thought was: this is completely ridiculous. Not because Jane is unattractive - she’s lovely. But because she's standing in one of the most unnatural stance...

I’ve always been a big believer in not worrying about something until you actually have something to worry about. It serves me well, most of the time.

During my time at the American Cancer Society, I was a passionate advocate for HPV vaccination for kids, and that hasn’t changed. The Society launch...

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...