Admittedly, celebrating other women has not always been easy for me. I never wanted to tear anyone down and I consider myself genuinely supportive but for much of my life, when presented with the talents and accomplishments of other women - friends, family, colleagues, even strangers - I found myself discrediting and downplaying instead of fully encouraging and celebrating. Eeesh…

It suddenly became obvious to me, at some point in the last decade or so, I stopped running FROM the life I used to have and started running TOWARD the life I wanted.

Every tiny decision (like trying a new cheese) to the big decision (moving away from CA) led me to this place, at this time, with these people (and creatures).

“I don’t enjoy motherhood, I must be broken”, was the story I told myself. And that made it harder to let go of the resentment.

The brokenness was a part of me.