I’m a mom and I’m also a grandmom, ( gamma to the littles), and Mmm, I can’t say one is better than the other, but they are very, very different. Let me set the stage. I’m an only child, and I loved being an only child. I never imagined myself having more than one child, and yet, there I was. My first son turned two, and something shifted. I just knew there would be another, and there was exactly nine months later. As we know, life sometimes has a way of making decisions for you that turn...

Like a baby takes small, uncertain steps while learning how to balance and eventually make it across the room, I’m taking baby steps too. Last year I made a big change. I closed a 30-year sales training and business development consultancy and launched a new company focused on copywriting and content. After three decades of doing something I knew inside and out, starting over felt both exciting and humbling. When you’ve been in business that long, you get used to operating with confidence and...

Becoming a grandmother wasn’t something I spent a lot of time thinking about. I assumed my sons would eventually get married and have children of their own, but it wasn’t a front-of-mind dream the way it is for some people. I was busy building a career, running businesses, traveling, networking, doing the things I enjoy in NYC, and loving every minute of it. Grandmotherhood , I assumed, would arrive, someday.a nd then suddenly, there it was. Like every grandparent before me has said (and...