Brava - Celebrating Women

Sit tight, here comes the story: My kids were too excited to wait until Sunday to give me their school-made gifts, so after school, on Friday, I was showered with handmade presents that filled my heart with love, pride, and deep gratitude for having such caring, empathetic children. You know those moments when you think, “Maybe I’m doing something right to deserve these amazing kids”? All the sleepless nights. The messy house. The worry when they’re sick. The guilt after yelling. The pressure of not doing enough. The remorse for missing a field trip because of work. All of it. But at the moment I received those gifts, those heavy feelings were replaced with something lighter, thankfulness that I made it through, that the sacrifices are starting to pay off, and that I can see my kids thriving. At the end of the day, how they see us matters more than how we see ourselves. We pressure ourselves to be perfect, but to them, we’re already more than enough. This story isn’t just about how won...

Motivation: On and Off

Sit tight, here comes the story: “I don’t want to go to college. College is optional!” Just like that - that’s what my freshly turned 9-year-old told me during our family walk on Sunday. Where did that come from? I was genuinely surprised. If there’s one non-negotiable value in our family, it’s education. Of course, she has many years before she’ll truly need to make that decision. Her comment sparked a long conversation about the importance of learning for personal and professional growth, but naturally, mine and her dad’s arguments didn’t quite land. She’s the type of girl who knows what she wants and goes for it. That’s a trait I admire, but in this case, I’m really hoping she changes her mind. Eventually, we discovered the source: her favorite show, Family Reunion . In one episode, the char...

4,000 Weeks: Making the Most of Our Time!

Sit tight, here comes the story: Every holiday season, I feel the pressure to be great. As a working mom, my forever-long to-do list grows even longer. Every year, I find myself overwhelmed by managing year-end reports at work, last-minute work trips, end-of-year doctor’s appointments (because I can’t go another year without my mammogram), baking cookies for my children’s school parties, and hunting down the “perfect” gifts. I usually rely on caffeine and willpower to get things done. I always envision a picture-perfect holiday season, filled with laughter, joy, and beautifully wrapped presents under a beautiful tree. Yet, as I rush from one task to the next, I usually can’t shake the feeling of irritation creeping in. Two years ago, I had an epiphany while doing some last-minute online shopping on Amazon. My daughter, Lara, kept calling me to come see something. “Mom, can you come here? I want to show you something I made.” “Not now, sweetie,” I replied sharply, scanning through ...

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