Sheryl Berk

Jan 14, 2025 | businessinsider.de | Sheryl Berk

Meine Tochter hat ihr Studium abgeschlossen und ist von zu Hause ausgezogen. Doch als ihre Mutter kann ich nur an Horror-Szenarien denken, die ihr ohne mir passieren könnten. Ich verstehe jedoch auch, dass sie ihre eigenen Erfahrungen im Leben sammeln möchte.

Jan 12, 2025 | businessinsider.com | Sheryl Berk

My daughter graduated from college and moved by herself. Still, as her mom, I can only think of the worst-case scenarios. As an empty nester, I feel a bit pushed to the side by her, and at the same time, I get it. This past year, my now 22-year-old daughter graduated from college, moved out, and (in not so many words) told me she was fine on her own; thank you very much. Of course, we all want our kids to fly the nest. We pray that they are strong, independent, and self-sufficient.

Jan 7, 2025 | huffpost.com | Sheryl Berk

After announcing in late September that she’d be leaving her role as “Today” show co-anchor, Hoda Kotb explained that there was a helpful exercise that had helped her take stock of her priorities: the “platter trick.” In a TikTok video, she explains that she got out a platter and filled it with piles of paper scraps to represent different areas of her life (work, family, wellness, etc.), and said the visual she’d created helped her assess what areas needed more attention and what areas needed...

Dec 1, 2024 | buzzfeed.com | Sheryl Berk

Work & Money·Posted 3 minutes ago"I couldn’t wrap my brain around how she could be so heartless and cruel — and frankly, I never forgot it." Sheryl Berk The author poses with her baby prior to her firing. "I expected an apology — or at least an explanation — for my abrupt dismissal, but never got one," she writes. “We won’t be needing you anymore.”I remember the call as if it were yesterday. My editor phoned me early on a Monday morning in 2005 to break the news.

Nov 19, 2024 | huffpost.com | Sheryl Berk

“We won’t be needing you anymore.”I remember the call as if it were yesterday. My editor phoned me early on a Monday morning in 2005 to break the news. Her voice was cold, emotionless, matter-of-fact. “I don’t understand,” I replied to the bombshell she dropped. “I’ve been writing several articles a month. I’m on contract!” That amounted to a decent income I counted on since leaving a full-time job to raise my then 3-year-old. What would I tell my husband?