March is Women’s History Month.

And while we’ll spend the next few weeks celebrating women who changed the world, I’ve been thinking about a different kind of history.

The many women I know who changed their own lives.

Not publicly. Not packaged for Instagram. Not dramatically written up in a 600-word Substack post.

Just with a decision.

The kind of history I’m thinking about is private.

Sometimes it happens at a kitchen table after a long day of, well, everything. Or in a journal named Gloria sitting in a private pool at the Royalton in St. Lucia while celebrating your 50^th birthday. What a time I had!

It happens in the moment a woman decides she will not live the next decade the way she lived the last one.

Beginning again isn’t impulsive. It’s intentional. It’s what happens when you’ve lived enough to know what no longer fits. And you make the decision to do something different.

Years ago, I designed a piece for She’s Got Papers that reads:

I’m Still Standing.

Inside I printed: I’m stronger. I’m wiser. I’m grateful. And I’m here.

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At the time, I thought it was about resilience. Now I understand it differently.

It’s about reinvention. It’s about the woman who stood up, rebuilt, and chose again.

This season of my life isn’t about proving anything. It’s about building the life I actually want to live.

And maybe that’s what Women’s History Month really is.

A reminder that women have always had the courage to begin again and build from there.

If you’re in a hallway season and you’re reimagining what the next chapter looks like sit in it. You’re allowed to let it unfold. And sometimes it starts with a sentence on a blank page.