Author: tmiller

Wrapped in a Tiffany Blue Box®

Imagine . . . . Imagine someone you care about extending her hand toward you.  In her hand she holds a small, robin’s egg blue box wrapped with a white ribbon. “Here,” she says, “it’s for you.” What feelings would that beautiful little blue box evoke?  Anticipation?  Excitement? Gratitude?  Curiosity? For

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What Did the Mare Hear?

On a visit last month to the Northwest Montana Fair in Kalispell, I stood in the horse barn watching a teenage girl attempt to pull her mare into a stall. With sweat forming across her forehead and her feet sliding across the straw-covered boards of the barn, she pulled hard

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My Neighbor Is Rude

I have a new next-door neighbor.  And she’s really rude. Well, actually I haven’t met her yet. But that’s what my mail carrier said.  She told me, “I met your new neighbor.  She is really rude.”  That was the conclusion my mail carrier came to following a “discussion” with my neighbor

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Farewell and Thank You, Ms. Angelou

Last week, Maya Angelou passed away. As when a majestic sequoia dies, her passing came as a shock.  Some things, some people, we expect, will never die.  And the news of her passing took my breath away. Sharing the news of her passing, her family posted this statement on her website:

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Accountability CAT-astrophe

“My cats shredded your couch. You are correct.” This is the phrase that converted my husband’s lack of appreciation for cats into a wholesale intolerance of anything remotely feline. It was uttered by his then roommate, a woman with two cats to whom he very reluctantly rented one of the

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Thank you, Asia-Pac!

Last week I was in Manila working with colleagues from the Philippines, Hong Kong, Singapore, Australia, India, and China.  I am back home now, researching recipes for adobo and holding in my hand the most beautiful pistachio-colored, South Sea pearl I have ever seen. All in all, a terrific experience

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From Start Up to Grown Up

“It was a lot easier when we were all in our twenties, working out of our garage.” The comment came from one of my clients.  We were meeting to talk about how some of the ways that he, now in his early forties and an executive for a multi-million dollar

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Blurred Lines: Learning Together Through Speaking Up

“My male co-worker just called me, ‘babe.’” I turned to look at the forty-something woman sitting next to me on the plane who had just ended her phone call. “Can you believe someone would say that?,” she said.  “How could he not know any better?” She explained that she didn’t

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