Mother of two boys (ages three and five) and wife to a loving husband of 10 years. That’s me, and that is my life right now. Pretty much all my energy goes into raising those two beautiful boys into loving, confident, considerate, happy individuals. It’s the best job I’ve ever had. Exhausting, yes, but more fulfilling than any paid position.

My professional life started in TV news, just as I had envisioned as a young girl. Growing up in a sleepy suburb of Seattle, my neighborhood was a playground of forests, fields, horses and the freedom to explore until parents called us in for dinner or bed time. When we weren’t outside, my girlfriends and I spent hours shooting videos in my living room with an antiquated camera that my dad brought home from work. It hooked to a VCR the size of a suitcase, allowing us to record our own newscasts, cooking shows and horribly choreographed dance routines.

By the third or fourth grade, I had declared my goal to be a TV news anchor. Looking back, it’s funny how I came to this conclusion. Really, I wanted to be an actress. But I could see that news was a more attainable and (as I saw it then) more intellectual way to make a living on TV.

My dream continued throughout high school and college and I landed my first gig on-air as a reporter in 1993. I followed my plan. I had dreamt it for years. I was succeeding. And I loved it.

Then came a new phase – a phase of doubt. I started to realize that my childhood fantasy was not the ideal I thought it would be. There was the sorrow I took home when covering tragedy. The guilt I felt for invading personal lives. The sacrifices the job required… giving up holidays with family to deliver live broadcasts, constantly being on call for meager pay in small, competitive markets, and having to move from town to town to climb the newsroom ranks. So when I met my future husband just four years into my career, I hardly hesitated at a move to the resort town of Sun Valley, ID. I dove into a new life of outdoor adventure. I left TV news, discovered new interests and values, and have been trying to find my true career “niche” ever since.

Let’s just say I’ve done a lot of wandering since then – jumped from job to job in marketing, web design, software installation and training, technical writing, copy writing and public relations…whew. All while keeping my hands in the “biz” as a freelance on-camera and voice-over talent.

Then came children. Our first was born on our fifth wedding anniversary. I never thought twice about leaving work to care for him. I’m extremely grateful for the opportunity despite of the financial strain it creates.

Being a mother is the most challenging, yet fulfilling thing I’ve ever done. But now, as I watch my boys evolve into their own, I realize that it won’t’ be long before they venture farther out from under my wing. I also see I have an incredible opportunity to start anew. And that if I’ve gained any professional wisdom from this all-consuming mommy-job, it’s that eliminating focus on my own interests has allowed me to step back, analyze why the paths I followed before fizzled out, and figure out how to get back passion back into my work.

Luckily, my foot still props the door open with occasional freelance talent jobs. Through this work, I’ve meandered my way into a field that stirs my creative energies once again! Much to my own surprise, it’s not in front of the camera, but behind the microphone. With voice-overs, I have more freedom to squeeze some acting back into to those professional, authoritative, yet friendly deliveries that come naturally to me. It’s exciting, it’s energizing. And I love it. Now I just have to figure out how to work it into a career. At least this time I’ll have a little more experience, self-knowing, and confidence along the way.

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