énouement and gratitude and song

It is a windy morning in Palm Beach. The clouds are rolling through quickly, casting dark, then glimpses of light, as they go. I pull my sweater tight when things go dark and turn my face up instinctively when the sun reappears. “I’ve looked at clouds from both sides now.” I am sitting at a table for one in the…

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I am not this hair

I have had the same hairstyle since middle school. This is not an exaggeration. Mid-length, side part, minimal fuss. That’s about to change. And while it is, perhaps, one of the least significant things that is going to change in my world over the next six months, it is the most immediately public-facing thing that will change. And it is the thing that makes it impossible to hide what I’m facing—even if I wanted to.

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“Like a bucket of ice water over your head”

The Colorado Women’s Bar Association recently held a program on grit and success for women in the workplace. We broke into small groups to discuss situations women encounter and how to handle them. As our conversation developed, it became clear that every woman has a story of bias (big or small) that she has encountered–and many of us have many stories.…

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