One of the most seductive lies I encountered in 2025 was the idea that reentering corporate life required reinvention. 

Not reinvention in the dramatic sense. Not a complete overhaul or a rejection of who I had been before. The quieter kind. The subtle kind. The kind that shows up as adjustment, accommodation, and self-editing. 

No one warned me that reentry would be as much about identity as it was about work. 

In 2025, I expected the technical adjustment. I expected the learning curve. I expected the discomfort of unfamiliar systems and new organizational rhythms. What I did not expect was how profoundly destabilizing it would feel to be new again after decades of being established. 

In 2025, one phrase followed me more persistently than any other. 
“You’re starting over.” 
It was usually said kindly. Sometimes admiringly. Occasionally with a note of sympathy. People seemed to mean it as encouragement, as if beginning again were inherently brave or noble. 
But every time I heard it, something in me resisted. 
Because I wasn’t starting over. 
I was reentering. 

In 2025, I walked back into a corporate environment after years of working outside traditional organizational structures. Consulting. Advising. Building. Leading. Failing. Rebuilding. Watching entire companies rise and fall. Carrying responsibility that didn’t show up neatly on a résumé. 

As we turn the page on the year, there’s something sacred about this in-between space.
Not quite done with what was.
Not quite ready for what’s next.
It’s here, in the quiet, that the real transformation happens.
Not in the big announcements or public wins.
But in the small, daily choices no one sees.

This is the time of year when we’re told to look back with gratitude — And we should. But let’s be honest: Some of us are also looking back with frustration. With grief. With quiet disappointment.

As the year comes to a close, most conversations focus on goals, resolutions, and what’s next. But before we rush ahead, there’s a more powerful question worth sitting with:

What are you still carrying that no longer belongs in your next chapter?

December always invites reflection.

Not the surface-level recap we share in holiday newsletters, but the deeper kind—the kind that asks, Who am I becoming? What have I learned? And what truth am I finally ready to embrace?

Every woman I know who has weathered storms in male-dominated industries carries a moment—the moment she thought it was over.

The dream.
The career.
The version of herself that had it all figured out.

For most of my career, I thought resilience meant surviving anything.

There’s a particular kind of silence that follows the words, “Your position has been eliminated.”
It’s not just the loss of a job—it’s the loss of identity, belonging, routine, and sometimes, purpose.

There’s a moment, after the blow lands, when the air leaves your lungs.
When the shock sets in.
When you can’t tell whether you want to scream, cry, or just sit in silence and disappear.

In male-dominated industries, women are often fed a dangerous lie: “If you want to rise, you’ll have to choose—either focus on your own climb or slow down to help others.”

It’s framed as an either/or decision: selfish or selfless. And for decades, many of us have internalized that message.

When I first started out in aviation, I thought success was a solo climb.

Head down. Work hard. Prove yourself.
Don’t ask for help. Don’t show weakness.
If you’re strong enough, smart enough, tough enough—you’ll eventually rise.

When you’ve worked in male-dominated industries long enough, you’ll notice a pattern.

Some people climb the ladder of success—and then immediately pull it up behind them. They think: I had to work twice as hard for half the recognition. Why should anyone else have it easier?

Others become the ladder itself—lying flat, letting others step on them, carrying the weight of everyone else’s advancement while their own careers remain stalled.

When most of us hear the word mentorship, we picture something pretty traditional:
A senior leader with decades of experience, offering wisdom and guidance to someone just starting out. The mentor gives. The mentee receives.

I can’t count the number of times in my career when I was told, “You’d be such a great mentor.”
Or, “We need you to help coach the new person.”
Or even, “You’re so good at bringing people together—we need you in this meeting to keep the peace.”

There’s a moment many women in aviation and aerospace know too well:

You walk into a room — a boardroom, a briefing, a hangar, a meeting — and you’re the only one who looks like you.

Let’s be honest: Most of us weren’t taught how to make powerful decisions. We were taught how to weigh the risks. How to avoid rocking the boat.How to protect what we’ve already earned.

Stop Shrinking to Make Others Comfortable

You’ve probably done it without even realizing:

• Softened your tone so you wouldn’t come across as “intense.”

• Held back a brilliant idea so you wouldn’t “outshine” a colleague.

• Taken on more work without credit — just to keep the peace.

• Smiled through something that made you uncomfortable — because pushing back felt risky.