Hey guys, it's Kathy. How are you? I hope you guys are having a great week. I feel so

refreshed. I feel so much more myself. I feel a little bit like a different person. I went away for two

nights to Ohi to be with some of my friends. My friends who are also my peers in business and in

life. Really good souls. Some of you might follow me on Instagram. You might have seen me tagging them.

It was Emily McDowell, Amy Chandering, Heidi Stevens, my friend Carol East, and my friend Kelsey

Murphy was supposed to come, but she couldn't be there. We really missed her. And I got so much out of being

there from spending time with them. We left. We cried. We dragged wine. We talked about business. We talked

about life. But the biggest thing I got out of it was just the space itself. Just to take space.

Where it wasn't about work. It wasn't about anything other than time to nourish myself, time to breathe.

In fact, since I've been a mom, I can't think of a single time where I've been away for two nights.

Where it was about taking care of myself. And I drove up there on Monday. And I listened to the

deer Evan Hansen soundtrack on the way up. And that was really nice because normally my kids are in the car.

So I'm listening to whatever they want. And I had a whole hour and a half drive. And so I listened to the entire soundtrack.

And I cried my eyes out. And sometimes you just need the space to hear your own thoughts, feel your own feelings, and cry.

And it was a nice gloomy day, which kind of wrapped me up in like a blanket and let me feel what I was feeling.

And I realized listening to that show. And we had the incredible writer of that show Stephen Levinson. He was here on Monday.

And so I listened to the show sort of in the honor of the hat. But I listened to it all the time. And really being alone in the car for that long,

let me really hear it. And it reminded me why I love that show so much. And it's because I relate so much to that character of Hansen.

When I was in high school, I was barely surviving. My dad had left, started his own new family. My mom was having like a complete nervous breakdown.

She wanted to die. She was suicidal. I was going to high school. I never felt like one of the cool kids. I was friends with the drama kids.

I was kind of friends with anybody. I liked everybody. And yet at the same time I felt like no one really understood me or got me. And I was going through such heavy stuff.

So I pretended like everything was fine. And I wore the clothes that I thought I was supposed to wear. But I was never really one of them.

...