I’ve recently come to the realization that my children, my nieces and nephews, and my precious Kennedy, and my friends that I’ve met in the past 20 years don’t really know me, or what happened in my past that formed me into the person I am today. They know me in my role as Mother, Aunt, Grandmother, friend, pastor’s wife, but they don’t know the person I am behind the title life has given me. I lived a whole life that they know nothing about. We never really sit down and discuss anything about my experiences, we always discuss what is going on in their life. So, with that being said, I’ve decided to put the Top 5 things down on paper, well the internet for all to see.
- I’ve always wanted to be a journalist. My dream job has always been to be a news anchor. I know that may be hard to believe since today, I rarely like my picture to be taken, but I studied Television Broadcasting in my brief college career. I looked up to the likes of Barbara Walters, and Jane Pauley. I wanted to be a part of the evening news, to tell both sides of the story, and to maintain neutral in my own opinions. I don’t see that trait much today, though. Today journalism seems to be very opinionated, and even if the person asking the questions claims to be neutral, they seem to always seem to insert their own personal viewpoint in the interview. I think that is not needed, people deserve the facts and only the facts. The job of an interviewer, journalist, or anchor is to report the facts, and let the watcher develop their own point of view. Most journalist today think their opinion on whatever topic they are covering is too important not to be brought up.
- I studied tap, ballet, and gymnastics for 9 years. Yes, you read that correct, for 9 years. I can still do a split and a cartwheel, though they don’t look as good as they used to. I grew up performing on the stage, I never had stage fright, and it was a magical experience for me every time. I played Cinderella in my first acting experience, and nailed the awed expression of seeing my fairy godmother for the first time, and then promptly waived at my family as I went off stage. It was a second-grade play after all.
- I grew up watching the effects of alcoholism on my grandfathers. One became very mean when he drank. The other I can honestly say, I never saw “drunk”, but I saw the effects of alcohol on his mind, and his body. See, instead of drinking a lot of alcohol at one time, he would take a sip of vodka every couple of hours throughout the day. He would hide the bottle of vodka under the front porch of his house so my grandmother wouldn’t see it, but as a child I remember seeing him do this every day, until he couldn’t anymore, because he couldn’t get out of bed. At the time, way back in the early 80’s, the doctors put it to us like this, the vodka ate his brain. My grandfather basically became bedridden. I was just 12 years old when he passed away, but I remember well what alcohol did to him. I don’t want anyone else that I love go through what I went through, just watching the effects of this so called harmless legal substance. My other grandfather was violent when he drank. He would cuss and hit and throw huge fits. I remember him coming home from work in the evenings with a 6 or a 12 pack of Schlitz Malt Liquor under his arm. I told him that he needed to quit drinking when I was about 6 years old, and I think all the other adults in the room practically sucked the air out of the room in shock and surprise! To their surprise, he only said “is that right?”. I remember my grandmother always having bruises on her body, and she would tell me that she bumped into something or she bruised easy. After she got the courage to leave him, my mom finally explained why she always had bruises, and it wasn’t from a bump. I used to think that he was the greatest man alive, mainly because I watched him chase a rabbit and catch the dang thing with his bare hands, but after I found out that my view of him changed. We grew apart and in my adult life, I only saw him twice. He never got to know my children, and they never got to know him. It’s sad really, but alcohol robbed them of knowing how fun and awesome he really was, when he wasn’t drunk.I’ve never spoken out against drinking alcohol to anyone, because we all make our own choices in life, and that is one of them, but as I get older when I see other people drinking it makes me sick. I just can’t explain it any other way. I get physically sick, I literally want to run across to them and pour their drink out on the ground and tell them that it will kill them, but I don’t. I keep my mouth shut and don’t say anything letting this anger and rage against alcohol burn deep within my heart. I don’t want to watch another family go through what mine went through.
- I was recruited after high school to work for Barbizon School of Modeling. Now this I can say is a top secret. I don’t talk about this much, because it was a really big opportunity for me. I had to make a decision at the age of 17 that shaped my whole life. Now granted, I wasn’t recruited to “be” a model, but to teach modeling. I went to an open call, just for the heck of it, and decided not to go through their program. They called me the very next week and offered me the job. I was thrilled, and would have loved to do it, but I was engaged and very much excited about my upcoming wedding day and marriage. I talked it over with my parents and my fiancé and I ultimately made the decision to pass on the opportunity. Looking back, I believe I made the right decision, but there is always that “what if” in the back of my head. With that being said, I’ve always told my girls to never give up on their dreams, to live their life with no regrets, to find a way to make a living doing something that you LOVE, and to always put God first in their life. By doing these things, you’ll never look back at your past with regrets.
- I write these blogs in my head every day as I drive down the road. So I guess, I’m making my dream of becoming a journalist a realty.
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