I’m not sure exactly how or why but the subject of Jeff and MacKenzie Bezos divorce came up around the dinner table last night. We often talk about the hard work of entrepreneurship, but it doesn’t often diverge into the dividing of assets in a divorce proceeding. The topic began with a discussion over the sheer amount of money that would need to be divided and the “fairness” of the system of division and how painful it must be to only end up with half of $137 billion. Then Oaks asked, “Do you think he’ll make it back?” We talked about how hard it would be to make that kind of money twice in one’s lifetime. Regardless of your opinion of Jeff, the truth is, if anyone could make that kind of money again, he probably could. He has become the guy who knows what it takes to make that kind of …
I took all of last week off from blogging for the first time in five years. After nearly six years of building HeartStories, I made the decision to do everything (within reason) that I could, to take a week off of work to be present with with my family, both for them, and for myself. I had big plans for how I was going to invest that time. I even wrote my last blog before Christmas about how this moment will never come again– and it’s up to you to choose peace over the holidays. To choose to be in it. I thought I wrote that blog as an encouragement for you to be more present with the ones you love during the last week of the year
It turns out (per usual) I wrote that blog for both of us.
I also needed it as a reference point, a starting place, for …
Last Saturday, Scott and Oakley had big plans to go explore in the creek while Noah and I were still asleep. But first, Scott needed to make some plans in the backyard with a landscaper. When I walked out to the front with my cup of tea, Oakley was patiently sitting in the jeep with the music on, just waiting. He got out, we had our good morning hug and talked for a while. He went inside to get some water and emerged with a mischievous smile on his face and Noah’s ghillie suit in his hand.
He wanted to play a prank on Dad.
So I helped him get it all on, over the cast and all. Then he quickly laid down on the concrete near the drivers side car door to wait, in hope to surprise Scott when he walked over. We decided I would be the lookout and clear …
I grew up on a set of books called “ValueTales”. They’re a collection of stories published in the 70’s retelling the stories of famous people from the perspective of a little voice inside their heads, or “invisible friend”. Their little friends are of course, a bit corny, but the stories themselves are solid portrayals of the values built into their character by struggling through the moment by moment decisions of real life. They break down the larger accomplishments of these iconic people, who changed the world, into themes of consistent choices that shaped the people they became and ultimately, the way they impacted the world.
Over the years, those stories randomly pop in my mind as I encounter difficult circumstances.
They filled my little girl head with hope and curiosity and perspective. In the middle of struggles I never knew I’d face, or could even really comprehend, some of these characters and …
Last night we celebrated ONE year of women gathering, monthly to take time to show up for themselves and for each other at the Girls Night Out. We clearly had no fun at all.
It was like, totally boring.
We laughed, we hoola-hooped, we sang, ate, made friendship pins, played arcade games, ate fabulous birthday cake, and even shook a leg out on the dance floor. Did I mention, we took a few pictures?!? But mostly we connected and celebrated. We took joy in realizing that becoming the women we want to be takes work. It takes sacrifice.
It takes showing up. . . over and over again.
My friend Mimi made us these darling custom clings as a way of commemorating this year’s journey. When I think back, this message has been the entire journey of HeartStories since the beginning, in 2012.
Trust the wait.
Embrace the uncertainty.
A couple of years ago I was introduced (by a trusted friend and mentor) to a man who wanted to raise funding to make HeartStories a global company that served women with enormous scale. He couldn’t stop talking about all the potential I had to lead. He said things like, “I’ve met a first team all american player who just hasn’t gotten there yet.” I was thrilled to meet someone who was as excited about my business as I was. He saw my vision. I felt like he understood me, and where I wanted to go.
Until the moment he said this:
“Alright Crystal, we’re going to do this thing, you’re going to be a world-class CEO. You have what it takes, but just so you know, Mommy & Me time is over. I know it’s easy for you to have a mommy and me life and a marriage all in a box and everything …