There have been numerous times in my life in which I have felt my voice was not heard. Steadily talking with lips moving, hand gestures flowing, but on mute the entire time. I believe the most frustrating of these situations is when I was “asked” for my opinion or...

Dear Tiffany: Do you recognize me? I am you, older and (hopefully) wiser. If you don’t see yourself in me, that is okay. Thirty years ago, I could not have predicted that today, I feel alive and confident. I have a voice to use for good, for advocacy — not only for...

To my sister, who enters every room exactly as she wants to be. Growing up, I would sneak into your room at night while you were sleeping, take your CDs, sneak back into my room, and listen to them until I fell asleep. I know - such a creepy way to start this thing....