Reads

I picked up Who Moved My Cheese? during one of those seasons in life where everything feels like it’s shifting beneath your feet — new pressures at work, uncertainty at home, and that nagging sense that the path I’d been walking had quietly disappeared. A friend pressed it into my hands and said, “Just read it. It’s short.” She was right on both counts. What I didn’t expect was how much a children’s-parable-sized book would linger with me long after I turned the last page. ...