being a strong woman…

being a strong woman…

I don’t wear chaps, ride a Harley, or own a power suit, but I have been called a strong woman. She’s bright and bold and blonde. The recent college grad with brave determination and golden locks asked a serious question at our Propel Women curriculum...
propel women…

propel women…

In an auditorium full of bright and budding students, words went forth like scattered seeds. These seeds—I believe—will germinate and bourgeon into strong trees of change. Propel launched at Liberty University in Lynchburg, Virgina, thousands of students and thousands...
make it work…

make it work…

I sat on the bathroom floor and cried. Why am I the only woman on earth who can’t get it together, I thought to myself in between frustrated sobs. In between packing lunches for my stepkids, preparing for a work presentation, finishing my morning workout, and trying...

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