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You're brilliant at work, yet anxious about your next career move.
You give relationship advice to friends, then wonder what you actually want.
You've raised capable humans but feel lost without being needed.

You've mastered the art of navigating society's demands—being the flawless daughter, sister, wife, mother, colleague or widow with the Insta-perfect life and the apparent superpower to not look your age.

WTF. Sound familiar?

This blog is for women who spent years directing everyone else's show—at home, at work, everywhere—until life interrupts theirs, drops a plot twist full of contradictions in their lap, and leaves them figuring out what comes next when the noise finally stops.

Make ONE Move started with one of those interruptions.

After 28 years at the same company, I got "restructured." Translation: ousted by AI— because apparently, experience is not necessary when you've got "AI."

First came RELIEF. Then anger—this wasn't my timeline, and I like calling my own shots. Then panic—the 3 am Google kind, where "what now?" feels like a crisis when it's just space I'm not used to having. And finally, curiosity. Wait... what do I actually like again? I knew who I was at 30. Who am I now?

Turns out, I'd spent decades managing everyone else's "emergencies." When life finally interrupted mine, I realized I'd been too busy to ask one simple question: "Hello, me? Are you there?"

So, I started writing—not the motivational kind, just the raw, unfiltered honesty that makes me think and sometimes cringe.

Make ONE Move is where I share my experiment to pause, process, and progress—one pilot (yes, I'm still corporate), one move at a time. The wins, the flops, the odd satisfaction that comes from figuring out what feels right for me TODAY — not what I wanted at 30, definitely not what I'm "supposed" to want someday.

It's not transformational. It's self-directed and observational—the kind of truth that sneaks up when you finally have space to think.

If being here makes you nod, laugh, snort, or mutter, "Oh hell, that's me," WELCOME!

Your Move? See you next Sunday morning - Before the world starts asking for something.

If it's not for you, thanks for stopping by.