After more than 40 years in public relations, I retired. Just like that. After decades of long work weeks and rarely being completely off duty, I moved into a different kind of life.
I worked in PR because that’s what Dad did, and he encouraged me to follow in his footsteps. He said, “There’s important work to do. You can do it.”
And so I did. My final job was at a top healthcare organization, where I was paid to do work I loved, with a team I adored.
Looking out my 23rd-floor office window, framed by the Wasatch Mountains, my life felt full of possibility.