I am 62 years old. And I'm better than I was when I was 30.
I am a mother, wife, grandmother, friend . . .
I have been an entrepreneur since June 2011, including owning and operating a consulting business, a magazine and a shoe store. Before that I was a reporter, business communicator, policy analyst, corporate planner, and executive.
I wrote a book about learning to fly again after a bullying incident that changed my life, because I learned that I am stronger than any circumstance that life presents.
I tend to focus on work more than I should. In fact, when I first starting writing this, my first sentences were about my career.
I have a tattoo of a broken infinity symbol on my lower back to remind me of my daily quest for balance.
Plants are my food.
Movement is my medicine.
Design - from what I wear to the colour of my walls, is my inspiration.
I'm a raging extrovert, expressing myself in words, dance and fashion.
My daily mantra is just "be nice."
I often hold on too long, even when I know I shouldn't. This is both good and bad, as I am very good at weathering storms, and very bad at knowing when to come out of the rain.
I have a passion for health, wellness, feeling good and living well.
That's who I am.
Today is my birthday, and I'm 62.