Duvet2Desk by TPG

  An executive coach asked me about two months ago to ponder and pray over this question: What am I protecting, or who am I protecting by not sharing my story? Me - this whole time, I have been trying to find a way to protect myself. I was protecting both women and young "girl" me. I had created an idealized image of myself in my mind over time, and other people supported that image. A hurting and insecure woman buried it deep down until I forgot it was all there. She was a young, tender girl who had been told one too many times she was not enough. That's what and who I was protecting, Tiffany, by not telling my story. The goal? Remain the woman who seemingly has it all together. From the outside looking in, you would have thought I had the whole thing together. But my entire life was held together with masking tape. All of the pieces of my life jumbled together and held together with my tenacity and tape. Then it all began to slip away in 2019 - well, maybe a bit bef

Wisdom (N.) The soundness of an action or decision with regard to the application of experience, knowledge, and good judgment. Let's take a moment and imagine a dimly lit Catholic church with wooden pews and hymnals. A young, energetic, and eager catholic school girl attending weekly mass with her class and the rest of school on a Friday. She is 8 years old and in the 3rd grade in her navy and green plaid skirt listening to Fr. Steve's homily.    While sitting in the old wooden pew in the incense-filled house of God, the discussion begins on King Solomon. This young girl is intrigued and in tune with the message. She sits and listens, I mean, she is really listening, in her small, neatly pressed white shirt, thanks to her mom, and wonders if I could ever be that "smart."   She continues to listen, and as Fr. Steve dives deeper into King Solomon, he explains that Solomon was being told by God he, as King Solomon, would lead after his father, King David. But w