The comments sections exploded. Not with vitriol, but with relief. “I thought I was the only one.” “Suzy, do you also cry in the parking lot of Target?” In our conversation, Suzy identifies the three pillars of the 40-something female experience that her work tackles head-on.
“I’m not even the full sandwich—my parents are still healthy. But I’m the dental appointment generation. I schedule orthodontist for my son and a colonoscopy for my father-in-law in the same ten-minute work break.” Her advice? “Lower the bar to the floor. If everyone is fed and no one is bleeding, you’ve won the day.” 40 something mag suzy
“We spend our 30s striving,” Suzy says, leaning back in her chair, a half-empty mug of coffee cooling beside a stack of laundry she refuses to fold until deadline. “At 44, I realized striving was just another word for performing. And I’m exhausted from performing.” The comments sections exploded