WHEN I WAS A LITTLE GIRL, my definition of success was to marry someone like Dad, give birth to kids like Mom, and raise a happy family like ours. When I got older, I dreamt of becoming an investigative journalist or an international correspondent traveling the world. Of course, like just about everyone else, I wanted to be wealthy beyond my wildest dreams. If those were still my definitions of success, then my life turned out to be a monumental failure. Fortunately, we’re allowed to change our minds and perspectives. Now that I’m older, my driving force behind everything I do is to somehow make the world a better, happier place for my eight-year-old little girl, Safiya. Seems like age and experience does that to people. When I talk to others in different walks of life, childhood friends, colleagues, even household staff, they share the same dream. We asked some..
