On July 5, 2017, I drank my last drink. It was a crisp glass of Sauvignon Blanc, so similar to the hundreds (thousands?) that came before it. It was that familiar, satisfying blend of tart and refreshing, a hint of sweetness with strong notes of grapefruit. …


What are you doing on Friday, January 20 from 11 a.m. to 1 p.m. EST?

There won’t be much on TV. Nothing of any substance, anyway. I wouldn’t suggest listening to the radio nor looking at social media for those two hours. …


The rains started midday.

It was a Monday in mid-August, a normal work day — meetings and mini-crises averted. I thought little about the pounding rain outside as I sat through another conference call.

At 6 p.m, just before my commute home, my husband called me to tell me the highway was shut down.


Let me start with a confession.

I haven’t spent much time thinking about leadership. I’m in my mid-30s, and work for a private foundation doing communications. But for nine years before this, I worked in journalism, where the term leadership is almost a dirty word. Leadership implies you’re the man…

Krista Jahnke

Writer. Michigander. Mother. Sober.

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