It all started when I was preparing for yet another business trip. As the Senior Marketing Director for a tech consulting firm, I spent more time on planes and in meetings than I did at home. Despite my best efforts, the balance between my career and my family had begun to tilt dangerously toward the former.

One evening, as I zipped up my suitcase, Benjamin, my husband, leaned against the kitchen counter with a sigh. “Another business trip, Paula?” His voice was tinged with something I couldn’t quite place.

I didn’t look up as I checked my travel documents. “It’s just three days, Ben. The client is finally ready to sign. It’s important for my promotion.”

His frustration was clear. “It’s the third trip this month, Paula. Liam’s science fair is this week. He wanted you here.”

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