Each chapter of my life has represented someone else's idea of impossibility.

I was too small to play volleyball, but I did it anyway and was a badass!

I was the first person in my family to go to college...against my father's wishes.

I was too much of a mother to build a company as well, but 16 years later, I'm still doing it.

Too spiritual to rely on medicine alone – Lucas is 19 now (thanks to IVF and my invisible support).

I was proof of that every time. Apparently, that's just what I do.

The other morning, as I stepped out of the shower, standing on the threshold of a new adventure, soaked to the bone and filled with genuine curiosity, I felt that my old life had run its course.

I just do not know yet which "impossibility" I am here to inhabit next.