He doesn’t ask why I’m on my laptop early mornings and late nights. He just watches, the way kids do when they’re taking notes they don’t know they’re taking. I think a lot about what he’s learning from it.

There is a specific kind of pressure that comes with being the person everyone is counting on — the kind where if you stop, things actually stop. I have fallen apart in bathrooms, in cars, in the middle of ordinary Tuesday afternoons.

Good job. Good reviews. A clear ladder in front of me. And a quiet, persistent sense that I had missed a turn several years back without noticing. Nobody tells you that you can be on track and still be lost.

This is not a new career chapter. It’s an entirely new book for me. I am still working on my credentialing. I am enjoying the conversations I have with my coachees. I love the courage they bring in every session and the transformations we witness together.