On Mother’s Day, my grown kids told me they had chosen the restaurant and expected me to pay for all twelve of them, just like always.

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All of those women had been her.Women’s empowerment coaching

But none of them had to be all of her.

That afternoon, she joined a small walking tour. The guide was a silver-haired Roman woman named Lucia who spoke English with warmth and precision. There were seven people in the group: two retired teachers from Oregon, a young couple continue reading …