But maybe it was time to stop hiding who I’d become.
Maybe the people who truly mattered would love me anyway, and the ones who didn’t, well, perhaps their approval wasn’t worth having after all.
“Singapore, ma’am?” the pilot had asked through the headset.
“Actually,” I’d said, “let’s make a quick stop at the office first. I want to change out of this dress. It’s terrible, and I have a feeling the Singapore meeting is going to be photographed.”
David had smiled.
“Yes, ma’am. I did mention that mustard yellow wasn’t your color.”
As Seattle’s skyline had grown larger ahead of us, I’d found myself actually smiling.
Tomorrow’s business news would probably mention Anderson Global’s CEO making an unexpected helicopter exit from a family wedding.
My PR team would field the inevitable inquiries about whether there was drama behind the departure.
But tonight, for the first time in years, I felt completely free to be exactly who I was. Successful, accomplished, and no longer willing to hide it to make other people comfortable with their assumptions.
The funny thing was, I’d spent so much energy trying to be humble that I’d forgotten there was a difference between humility and invisibility.
Maybe it was time to let the world, including my family, see what I’d actually built.
After all, Anderson Global Logistics hadn’t revolutionized supply chain management by staying quiet and hoping people would notice.
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