For over 10 years, I tried to like downhill skiing. I'd married into a family that skied, my husband had skied his whole life, and it was a big part of his childhood. Everyone kept telling me, once you get the hang of it, you'll love it. So I listened to them. I let their words override what I was feeling. I am petrified of heights. Not just scared but petrified. When I was a kid I was on a "mini" big wheel ride at our local fair, probably only 30 feet high, and they had to stop it and let me...

Today I'm launching my very own podcast. It's called Women, Unfiltered, and it's been sitting in my drafts, my voice memos, and my "one day when I'm braver" folder for way longer than I want to admit. And now it's actually happening, and I am equal parts excited and absolutely terrified. I've caught myself, more than once this past week, trying to talk myself out of going through with it. There’s the whole "what if nobody listens" but there is also a much older and deeper fear. What if they...

Last week, we dropped our oldest son Benn off at Carleton University for his first year and these last few days have held so many feelings. Love. Pride. Excitement. Hope. Inspiration. Sadness. Fear. Grief. All of it, at the same time, in the same body. I honestly don't think I've felt a range like that in my entire life. Maybe saying goodbye to my family in England every time I go home but even that doesn't come close. They tell you as your kids get older and more independent it's like your...