I Was Ready to Walk Away

By VINNIE RECILE
There was a moment in my career when I was ready to hand in my resignation.

Not because I wasn’t capable. But because I wasn’t sure if I believed that I was.

I was working as a CFO, sitting at a table where I was the only woman, surrounded by strong, confident voices who seemed certain in every decision they made. And quietly, I was questioning my own.

Learning to Trust What I Knew

I’ve always been drawn to understanding what sits beneath the surface. Not just the numbers but the story they tell. That’s what pulled me into accounting in the first place. The problem-solving. The ability to interpret what’s really happening and help shape decisions from there.

But there’s a difference between knowing something and trusting that you know it. And at that point in my career, I wasn’t sure I did.

The Single Tee That Made Over a Thousand Confident Girls

BY JACKELYN GILL
Taylor Hui holds her pose as the flash washes over her. She knows just how to wear the clothes, part her lips, catch the light. She’s traveled across the world to be on this set.

But there’s one thing the camera doesn’t catch: she’s about to run out of money.

“In my second year of university, I was getting so burnt out. I was traveling overseas constantly. I was working and trying to balance school, trying to run BeaYOUtiful, but couldn’t keep up with the fundraising,” she says.

Taylor founded the BeaYOUtiful Foundation to help girls build self-esteem, mental wellness, and confidence. She kept it alive with bake sales, car washes, bottle drives, door-to-door canvassing, and the occasional partnership.

No matter what she poured in, it wasn’t enough.

The Courage to Remain Human

BY AYESHA SHAH
I have spent much of my life asking difficult questions about identity, freedom, meaning, love, and suffering.

What does it mean to live truthfully in a world that asks us to perform, prove, and become versions of ourselves we barely recognize?

For a long time, I thought the answers lived outside of me, in achievement, knowledge, usefulness, and certainty. But the deeper work was learning how to remain human.

Growing Up Between Contradictions

I was born in Pakistan and raised in Saudi Arabia. I am the only girl among four brothers, and from an early age, I learned that love and limitation could exist in the same room.

At home, my father encouraged me to think deeply. Outside the home, I saw freedoms available to others that were not available to me because I was female.

The Beautiful Trap Behind Being Needed

BY JEN LOFGREN
In November 2019, I received my first WXN Entrepreneur award.

I remember feeling proud. I also remember feeling tired in a way that was harder to admit.

On paper, so much was working. I had a 12-year-old daughter, a thriving business, a full roster of executive coaching clients, a talented team of coaches, and meaningful board roles, including with the Calgary Chamber of Commerce. Incito was growing. My work mattered. People were calling. I was needed.

And yet, standing inside that success, I felt lonely.

Not ungrateful. Not unhappy. Just aware that the very thing I had worked so hard to build was becoming difficult to carry. I was proud of what existed, but I was also quietly worried about how I would keep it all going.

At the time, I did not have the language for what I know now. Being needed had given me purpose, success, and community. It had shaped much of my career and identity. But I was beginning to understand that being needed is not the same as belonging.

That realization came slowly, through exhaustion, decision fatigue, and the gradual loss of joy in things I deeply cared about.

I Had a Choice to Make

By DIANE CRAIG
A year after I started my business, my husband was diagnosed with cancer. He was 44 years old. Three months later, he was gone.

My son was 12. My daughter was seven. And suddenly, I was a single mother with a business I wasn’t sure I could sustain.

I had a choice to make. Do I go back and work for someone else? Or do I continue on the path I had just started? I chose to keep going.

Not because it was easy. But because it gave me the flexibility I needed to raise my children, and the belief that I could build something of my own.

When Loss Doesn’t Come Just Once

Four years later, I was away on business when I got a call. My daughter had been in a school bus accident. I flew home immediately. It was the longest flight of my life.

The next morning, the doctor told me there was no brain function left. She was 11 years old.