won! “Always expect the unexpected or at least be prepared,” Jackie says. Now serving in her tenth year in the House, Jackie has become a national figure on issues of sexual harassment, gun violence, and attacks upon our democracy by foreign interests.
Michealene Cristini Risley took a trip to Africa—and it wasn't a vacation. She went in search of a story on the terrible plight of young women and children in Zimbabwe. Arrested and interrogated by Zimbabwean officials, Michealene and her crew were imprisoned and then thrown out of the country. She continued her work as a human rights activist and her documentary, Tapestries of Hope, won multiple awards. She is the CEO at Curiosity Ink Media, where she is building media franchises and creating wholesome kids' entertainment. With her husband, Eric, and together with their children, Christopher, Austin, and Dillon, they have realized that home is truly where the heart is.
Deborah Collins Stephens's husband died; then her daughter graduated from college. “I'm learning to live alone after being married for thirty-three years,” she says. When her son, Aaron, married, Deborah walked him down the aisle, gaining a daughter-in-law whom she adores. The sorting through of possessions—moving from a large house into a small bungalow—carried over into her work. “Now, I only choose to spend my time with people and on projects that I truly love,” she says. “I've earned that right!” Deborah continues to consult in leadership development and is an executive coach—but only with women leaders. Why? “Simply because we need more of them and I'm committed to doing my part,” she affirms.
Thank you for reading our book. May you climb into a new life and achieve your dreams. Know that we will be cheering you on.
Deborah Collins Stephens
Michealene Cristini Risley
Jackie Speier
Jan Yanehiro
PREFACE: SLIGHTLY LESS THAN WORST-CASE SCENARIOS
Whether one is twenty, forty, or sixty; whether one has succeeded, failed, or just muddled along; whether yesterday was full of sun or storm, or one of those dull days with no weather at all, life begins again each morning in the heart of a woman.
LEIGH MITCHELL HODGES, POET (1876–1954)
We are simply four women whom destiny threw together. Collectively, we have experienced the extreme joys and deep sorrows that life offers up—from mundane moments to the dramatic and surreal. We have a history of six marriages, one divorce, ten children, four stepchildren, six dogs, two miscarriages, two cats, twelve koi fish, a failed adoption, widowhood, two parakeets, and foster-parenthood. We have built companies, lost companies, and sold companies. One of us was shot and left for dead on the tarmac in South America, and three of us have lived through the deaths of spouses.
We've raised babies and teenagers and are still alive to talk about it. We've had our hearts broken by affairs and mended through our friendships. We've known celebrity and loneliness, along with self-doubt and near financial ruin. We've been caregivers to those who faced terminal illnesses and supporters of those who lost loved ones.
We grew up in less-than-wealthy families, where living paycheck to paycheck was the norm. We've known more wealth than our parents could ever have imagined, and we've lost more money than they ever made! Forced to be creative, we have raised families on bare budgets and at times have been the sole breadwinners when our spouses were unemployed, seriously ill, or dying. In our careers, we've often been the only women at the table. We have taken risks that bet the company, bet the election, and—in some cases—bet the house!
When Bad Things Happen to Smart Women
A reporter once jokingly referred to our collection of misfortunate events as the female version of the book of Job, almost expecting that a hoard of locusts would descend on us at any moment! Yet, we do not view our lives with sadness or remorse. We see them as gifts, filled with events that have helped us develop a razor-sharp sense of what counts and what simply doesn't. Time and again, we have learned to reinvent ourselves. The process of reinvention, we now know, is best managed with humor, friendship, optimism, and a long-lasting high-beam flashlight to see the light at the end of every tunnel.
Among us, there is one commonality: loss. We've experienced the heartbreaking loss of lives, along with the loss of a marriage, a child, of innocence, and of money, stability, and hope. Loss causes formidable transitions that touch every woman at some point. But loss should never be faced alone and so we created a monthly meeting around our kitchen tables to share our lives and to support and encourage one another. These kitchen-table conversations were always therapeutic and inspiring. Our conversations gave us hope and inner strength. We knew that together, as friends, we would never walk alone.
Kitchen-Table Friends
Word spread about our kitchen-table conversations. We were asked to speak at conferences and to women's groups. We titled our talk “Survive and Thrive: Ten Turbo-Charged Tips for Women in Transition” and guessed that maybe thirty people might show up for the conversation.
Over 400 women came to our first session, forcing the fire marshals to lock the doors! We told our stories that day. Women lined up to talk with us. They shared their own personal versions of “survive-and-thrive” lives. Weeks later, we were encouraged to write a book. More conference organizers asked us to speak. We used the idea of writing a book as an excuse to continue our monthly meetings, yet wrote not a single word.
In fact, we continued to meet for over a decade before we put one word onto paper for that imaginary book we told everyone we were writing! We talked about losing businesses, losing husbands, and wanting to lose husbands. We talked about building careers, building families, and building on our fragile networking skills. We talked about finding our self-esteem, finding our paths, even finding new mates. We talked about challenges, taking risks, and taking a chance on love again. We talked candidly about near financial ruin, actual financial ruin, and avoiding financial ruin. We talked about our children, our co-workers, our colleagues, and our sex lives. We left no topic unexplored.
We encouraged one another through the numerous transitions we were experiencing. We even gave ourselves a name—Women in Transition, WIT for short—noting that we would truly need our collective wit to navigate through these tricky times. In time, our meetings took the form of what we envisioned as a quilting circle in the Wild West. Yet the fabric we wove at our meetings was the fabric of our lives.
We learned many lessons in our decades-long friendship. We learned that we had been fooled. We had convinced ourselves that, if we could manage our schedules, break through the glass ceiling, spend quality time with our families, bring home the bacon (and fry it up in a pan) while bouncing children on our hips and creating warm and loving relationships with our husbands, in-laws, and colleagues, somehow, some way, we would be rewarded with the problem-free lives that had eluded us. We were wrong.
Surviving and Thriving
From kitchen conversations to the thousands of conversations we've had with women all over the world, we learned that the problem-free life we sought was worse than just an illusion. It was a life-depleting myth to which too many have fallen victim. A woman's life is about much more than success, having it all, or the elusive balance we all seek (and may find). It is about more than seeking perfection or conquering the world (although you may). It is about more than gritting your teeth and making it through (no matter how). It is about surviving and thriving.
For us, surviving and thriving meant reinventing and rebuilding, and realizing that success is never final and failure is never fatal. It meant putting our best foot forward and walking into a future we had designed. All too often, the tiny voice inside us