I’ve been working a lot lately, and I really do love my job.
I love the people I work with, and I love watching people learn about the
and future of space travel.
I love meeting people from all over the world, and I love hearing stories of people that worked on getting man to the moon.
As much as I do love my job, I haven’t been doing a lot of creative work. I haven’t been feeding my inner artist. I haven’t been writing, improvising, and I really miss it.
Today, I headed out to the library, and I bought some used plays,
and I’m going to try to find some new monologues to begin to work on. I have dusted off my most recent screenplay and I’m going to get back to working on it. I’m trying to remind myself on a daily basis to feed the artist that lives inside of me. I don’t want to loose the skills that I’ve developed over the last twelve years.
Also, I am happier when I create.
As an artist, when you create, you feel more alive. So, I hope that soon, I will be back on stage, behind a camera, or in front of the camera giving the performance of my life. I hope that I can keep the creative candle burning. I hope I can always remember that whether I am working at my day job, or creating art that I effect people. I hope that I approach life not just barely existing, but alive.
As long as I can remember, I wanted to be a mother. When I first wanted to be a mother, I didn’t realize what it meant. I liked playing with my baby dolls, and taking care of them. I liked feeding them, and listening to them when I pulled their string. I liked changing their clothes and brushing their hair. I even loved changing their diapers.
When I was in my twenties, I met my wonderful husband, and we got married. We were so happy, Six month into to being married, we began to talk about having a baby. I visited my gynecologist. We discussed us having a baby. By this time, I had been on birth control almost a whole year. She said that due to being on birth control that length of time, It might take some time to get pregnant. So nine months into our marriage, I came off of birth control. We were a little surprised that the next month, I was pregnant with our first daughter. The second time we got pregnant, I was on birth control. We quickly became a happy family of four.
Let me say this now, being a mom was way more than all those things I noted above that I practiced with my baby doll’s. There is a lot of work, lot of sacrifice, and lot of patience.
With that being said, outside of being married, having kids is the best decision I ever made. There is no one emotion that can describe the feeling of being a mom. Their is nothing that can truly prepare you for you will experience. I’ve never experienced any other event, or held any other job or responsibility that made me feel the day I became a mother.
When my kids were growing up, I spent as much time as a mother can possible spend with them. I loved having my kids under me. I missed them when they went to school, and I adored our summer vacations. I loved the weekends, and looked forward to participating in anything they did.
Now that they have grown up and graduated college,
I sit and wonder where has the time gone. I miss seeing them on a regular basis. I love social media because it helps tremendously, but nothing replaces the sense of touch. Hugging them and kissing their faces is something I miss.
Although I do miss them, I would never want my feelings to hold them back to doing what they love to do. I am so happy for both of them that they are following their dreams. As a mom, you can’t ask for more than that. Mine was to be a wife,mother, teacher, and an entertainer.
The biggest thing that I’ve learned as a mom is that I don’t appreciate my mom near enough.
She taught me how to be a mother, for that I’m thankful.
Thanks to my children for allowing me to love you.
Thanks to my mother for teaching how to love my children.
Happy Mother’s Day Mom, I love you.
If you know me, you know that I will talk to anybody that will listen. I love being around people. I struggle on my days off of work because most of them are spent alone. If I’m tired, I sleep, but normally I just do daily chores, and errands. Then, I anxiously await my introverted husband’s arrival home from work. I feel bad for him sometimes. I know, I know. He knew what he was getting in to, but still, I feel bad sometimes. As soon as I see his car pull up in the driveway, I feel a bit of excitement like that feeling you get at Christmas time. I hear the key unlock the door, and I hold back trying not to bombard him with everything I have to say.
Living with an introvert, you must understand that they require some downtime. They need to walk into a serene peaceful environment. It took me many years to figure this out. The introverted person recharges alone, while the extroverted person recharges with about 100 of their closest friends.
finding an outlet
There are several ways that I’ve found to not give my introverted husband a panic attack on a daily basis.
I love acting and I get together with my acting buds sometimes. We do improv, film, and just are creative.
Also, social media provides me a great way to connect with all my besties and keep up with every single one of them. I still make phone calls as well. Face Time is amazing for the extrovert. Sometimes, I just go places by myself if my introvert doesn’t want to go. I had to learn that its okay that he might need to stay inside and energize.
the most important thing
We’ve been married now for 23 years. I’ve learned how to love someone. Through the ups and downs. Through the highs and lows. Through the peaks and valleys. Ok, I think that paints the picture. All I’m trying to say is that no matter whether introverted or extroverted, relationships are about unconditional love. If you love someone, you don’t care if they are introverted or extroverted. So this is how I live with an introvert. I am madly in love with him after 23 years of marriage.
Well, the secret at work must be out. This is me.
The secret must be out at work because on my schedule for next week. It says…
Next Friday will be interesting.
with great distinction (with reference to college degrees and diplomas).
Sometimes, I get down.
Sometimes, I am pumped.
As an artist, I need to be around other artist. I thrive in that environment, and I’m very happy.
A new venture is ahead. I’m very excited. I can’t announce it yet, but it is coming very soon. So for now, I’m pumped again.
Follow your passions, follow your dreams, it’s work, it’s not always easy, but it’s worth it.
I love those moments when life just melts together like a grill cheese.
Last July/August, I was sitting in Atlanta Bread Company searching for a job. A friend of mine, Elissa, that I had met while working as a 2nd AD was in the restaurant as well. She came up to me and asked me if I was available to work on a project that she couldn’t. There I was looking for a job, and there she was asking me if I needed a job.
I took that job and met some of the greatest people on the set of Michael Williams’ The Atoning.
Fast forward to two days ago. I was talking with my daughter who is a musician in Nashville. She’s a member of Heidi and the Zoo Crew.
Today while at work on a break, one of my co workers pulled out a sketchbook with cool drawings. I asked him what it was for, and he said,”oh this is for my job”. I asked him what job would that be? He said “I design album covers for musicians. It was a cool moment. It took me back to the memory of The Atoning situation.
I told him that story, and we nerdly gave each other a high five.
I guess Hannibal from the A Team said it best.
” I love it when a plan comes together.”
The picture above is me with second city’s traveling improv team birthing two players. I went for the fence that night. It is something I will never forget. I was so afraid to mess up, but the guy under me and for the life of me I don’t even know his name. I owe so much to him for my success in improv.
I remember in improv rehearsal when I heard the statement Fail Big for the first time. I was glad it was explained to me soon after I heard it. It was foreign to me because I had grown up playing sports my whole life, and I often heard about winning. Losing was looked on as a bad thing in that environment. I was above average in playing sports, but my determination made up for my lack of talent. However, I hated losing, until one day I was in an environment where failing was no longer negative.
What does Fail Big mean?
It means to push the limit as far as you can till it breaks. It means that you are able to have freedom in whatever you do because if you do fail you learn something. You have pushed the limits and boundaries and landed in a place that is not familiar to you. It’s uncomfortable, but in that moment of discomfort comes the beauty of your true nature.
So don’t be afraid Fail Big! Do Great Things!
Being a mom is the biggest honor that I’ve ever received.
I don’t talk about this a lot because I try to be sensitive to those women that are friends of mine that have had difficulties having babies. I hope today that you can forgive me if this finds you in a bad place about motherhood.
Back 22 years ago today, I was given a beautiful gift that weighed six pound three ounces. This was the first time that I would become mom.
After coming home from the hospital, I remember the day that everybody left me alone for the first time with this bundle of joy. I just sat and looked at her confused on what I was supposed to do with her.
The moment that I will never forget is the moment that I realized that she was my daughter and that if I wanted to wake her from a nap, or feed her early, or give her a bath that I could. I remember that day that I tried on every outfit that she had hanging in her closet that would fit her.
I realized that with that freedom also came a great responsibility.
With every stage of development of a child comes different joys, and struggles. I didn’t understand that very well at the beginning of motherhood. You think oh we learned to walk, but then reality sets in she’s mobile and can go anywhere.
As a mom I’ve learned that you have to accept whatever comes your way, and you have to navigate through the waters that flow. Sometimes it’s the land of butterflies, and ponies, and mermaids on a rock,
and other times, it’s rain and thunder from the tears they cry.
Regardless of the season, You have to know when to listen, and when to speak. You have to know when to encourage, and when to correct. You have to continually be supportive, and the hardest is when things don’t go as planned,
and when your kids don’t listen to you, you have to be humble and console. Your human nature wants to say I told so, but that will not help the relationship you want so badly.
I still sometimes struggle with making the right decision as a mom even though my kids are grown, but that is just part of the journey.
The flip side of the whole situation is through your victories, and your mistakes, they learn how to navigate the world and deal with people. They learn things like how to be friends with people, how to have discussion without having to be right all the time, that you can love people and not always agree with them, you can trust people, and you can put your heart out there. They also learn thing like people will let you down, people aren’t perfect, and regardless of good or bad, you can get through anything. Through learning all of that they can be assured that whenever one else isn’t there, and they feel alone that mom is only a phone call away. They learn at some point that you are not the enemy, but their biggest cheerleader.
I’ve learned so much about myself, and I wouldn’t have learned these things the way I did had I not become a mom. There are people that don’t have children that have learned things that I will never know. We all have our own path. My path included becoming a mom twice.
Today, I celebrate the birth of my first born who was a gift that I constantly thank God for. She is sassy and strong willed.
She walks to the beat of her own drum.
She is stubborn as they come, but still a blessing beyond measure. I am so thankful to know her. She inspires me daily, and I love her so much.
Happy Birthday baby girl, even thought your far away tonight, you are in heart always. Know that I love watching you chase your dream with dedication and hard work.
I don’t know very many people that work as hard as you do. Thanks for making me a mom.