It’s time to lean into your quirkiness.
We often assume safety in sameness, while simultaneously fearing the invisibility that
comes with middle age. Corny Girl Chronicles was created as a bat signal – a reminder
for off-kilter women over 40, to lean into their idiosyncrasies and alchemize invisibility
into permission to live life on their own terms.
As you can probably tell, I WAS NOT one of the cool kids in grade school – think Carol
Burnett meets Whoopi Goldberg. I did not learn how to lean into my oddities until later
ABOUT CORNY GIRL CHRONICLES
My name is Hope, corny curator, and contentment hub cultivator for quirky women Over 40.
As a child, I was a little weirdling, with a passion for reading and writing. This was further confirmed after I’d come across my old diary from middle school that said I wanted to be an English teacher.
By day, I am a Learning and Development specialist, with over 10 years’ experience designing and facilitating training within an array of industries to include: non-profit,
academia and government - not too far from my childhood aspirations. I am also a Navy Veteran, and an AmeriCorps VISTA alum. Supporting the greater good has always been a passion of mine.
AUTHOR. CONTENT CULTIVATOR.
BAT SIGNALER FOR CORNY WOMEN OVER 40.
Now that I have the tools, I am determined to remain wildly curious about my life, embrace my quirks, and support other women on their journey toward the same.
Keep it Corny,
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And honestly, I am having a blast!
Thus, one could say Corny Girl Chronicles was inevitable. Leveraging my own quirk, life
lessons and professional experience, what started off as a book of musings, has morphed into a curated contentment hub for quirky women
T.S. Eliot once wrote: “We shall not cease from exploration, and at the end of all our exploring, will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.” This certainly applies to us women in our 3rd act of life. We don’t necessarily need to be told WHAT to do; only to be REMINDED of our ability to alchemize old parts of ourselves and merge them with who we are becoming.
MORE ABOUT A HOPE INSPIRED
“St. Cornelia, Patron Saint of the Corny and the Awkward”