We arrived hot, bothered, tired and hungry. Almost 540km later we were looking forward to a cool shower, a hot meal and a good rest most definitely in that order. What we found was a single harassed concierge welcoming and checking in many guests. We introduced ourselves, were handed forms. With sticky sweaty hands, we … Continue reading Leadership lessons from the pink corner: Be part of the solution
Bang! The door to my office flew open. I jumped, startled at best and terrified at worst for I could not imagine what would be the cause of this anger. He strode into my office, six feet two inches of angry male. He was so angry, he was visibly shaking. I carefully schooled my features … Continue reading Leadership lessons from the pink corner: Anger management 101.
Last Thursday I was not a happy woman. Everything that could go wrong had gone wrong. My child was sick, I had just spent three long hours at the hospital seeking treatment. The house help was sick too and told me so only when I got back home from the hospital! Did I mention too … Continue reading Taking the bullet for your team: Leadership lessons from the pink corner
The passing of one year and ushering in another should be one thing we never take for granted. I was looking back and wondering what I have achieved in the past year. It looked a bit bleak until God showed me I was looking at it the wrong way. He reminded me gently that indeed … Continue reading
I am heading that way. Well with a few years to go. I found this list in the archives and decided to share it again because I know as the time keeps ticking on, as the years keep rolling by and sometimes it seems like time has speeded up. The need to look back and … Continue reading 40 Things a woman should have by the time she is 40
Today its a thought that drops in my mind as i think how often someone talks to me and all i can do is think of a response, poke holes in their argument or lose myself to that ever present bliss of a day dream that beckons.Sometimes we have to quiet the raging of our … Continue reading Raging thoughts
Any woman who has battled with weight knows that at some point you become nothing more than a number on the scale. In January you are 110. And thank God you have Christmas to blame. You remember the roasts, the stews, the grills. You look back with ill-concealed disgust at the pies, the cakes and … Continue reading A number called woman