Diary of a Working Queen Bee

Trying to keep the hive happy and buzzing



Her Hair Hung Over her Shoulder, Tied up in a Black Velvet Band

Sometimes people come into your life for a moment, a day, or for a lifetime. It matters not the time they spent with you but how they impacted your life in that time.   Can you imagine making a life... Continue Reading →

The best gift I ever received as a mother

Last mother's day, I wrote a piece on my mother called Mother's Day. This year for the first time ever, I will share someone else's thoughts on my blog in honor of mother's day. On Christmas morning this year, I... Continue Reading →

My most prized possession

  My most prized possession probably holds the financial value of a single American dollar but it has become one of the most valuable assets I have in my life.  There are families who pass down wealth, money, homes and... Continue Reading →

What advice would I give my younger self?

What advice would I give my younger self? I often moderate panel discussions and one of my closing questions, I always ask the panelist is “What advice would you give your younger self?” It often draws out great lessons that... Continue Reading →

A four legged addition to the hive

I have a successful friend and mentor who has raised her daughter and managed an impressive career. One day we were having lunch and personal regrets came up in conversation.  With her daughter now away at college, she told me... Continue Reading →

How to raise a confident daughter

  I recently attended a funeral where my cousin stood up and spoke about her dad, Jerry, who passed away suddenly. She was sharing her thoughts and I realized she had answered a question that has puzzled me for years:... Continue Reading →


Where has all the loyalty gone? I remember my first internship at DuPont Chemicals.   At the end of my 6-month engagement, I attended a Town hall meeting where a senior executive stated “There was a time where if you got... Continue Reading →

Mother’s Day

She was born into this world on August 27,1947 weighing in at only 1 pound 6 ounces in Belfast, Northern Ireland. Back then it was miracle that she survived. Her mother was not so lucky. Just a few months after... Continue Reading →

What is your currency?

The older I get the more I learn that the most valuable thing to me is time:         Time with my kids Time to work on my to do list Time to spend at the beach Time to take care of... Continue Reading →

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