I have been getting this question a lot lately - over coffee, over sushi lunch with a friend, and in the school yard. I stumble over my answer every time.

Well, I say. It's going!

I compare this project to taking a flight. The airplane I'm sitting in has been making its way down a very long runway. We need to gather enough speed before lift off ... and to do so prematurely might result in a tangle of burning metal.

Ms. D and I have agreed to do weekly interviews and reassess after six months. So we're still hurtling down that runway.

Our weekly chats have been incredibly interesting and insightful. This is what happens when one person really talks and another person really listens. During the interview I keep having to remind myself that I'm this is not an ordinary conversation.

A normal conversation is a two way street, both parties doing their share of talking, listening, and asking of questions. But what Ms. D and I are doing is almost entirely one-sided. I'm the one asking all the questions and she's the one doing all the talking. But it's more than that. She's remembering, she's having to analyze her own thoughts, feelings and words. I can't imagine what it's like to be in her shoes.

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