I decided to start a blog back in August as part of research for my job. I wanted to figure out this whole blogging thing. I research influential bloggers for my Fortune 100 clients, obsessively scan news in Web 2.0, and refuse to use the term “blogosphere”.There is a sense of freedom in blogging, yet also an inherent risk involved. The blog forum for expression lets you let it fly based on your emotions at the moment (a few posts I published woke me up in the middle of the night begging to be deleted). I suppose I will get more comfortable as I go…but then again I tend to be a very direct person so this may be a dangerous experiment for me. Anyway, too late- I’m am hooked. Just like the rest of you suckers.

About Me:
Love my children, my husband, my job. I am blessed. Just turned 37 and I am exactly where I want to be.

I tend to be an optimist (to a fault at times) and I am extremely loyal to myself and others.

I believe that everything happens for a reason, no matter how raw, ugly or horrifying.

Life defining moments:

Born white and American, I am half way there. My dad always stressed this to me as a way tell me “whatever the mind can conceive and beleive, it can acheive.” My father grew up in the core of Milwaukee, the one white kid among a black community, he lived it and he knows first hand what a lack of hope can do to a children and their families.

Being chosen to go to Paris to model at 16. My deepest secret is revealed, I am sick of hiding it. I find this entire life phase embarrassing, yet it made me who I am today so I am grateful for the experience. When your life revolves around what you look like, it is not only unnatural, but psychologically damaging. The reality is, what you look like gives you advantages in life, sad as it may be.

Meeting my husband at 24. The moment I met him I knew I would marry him. I recall going into the restroom and lookng at myself in the mirror, with hands to my face whispering “holy crap, this is it.” I had many years of dating, living the wild life in big cities NY, Paris, Milan, etc. I knew I was a small town girl and when he entered my life it was a turning point. We will be married 10 years in November 2006

The birth of my healthy, happy daughter and son. They are the light of my life . Facing labor is the closest thing to death a human can experience. Worth every moment, but glad it is over.

Learning to be a parent, with my husband by my side. My mom is my mentor, she never ceases to amaze me with her generousity, love and compassion. Both of my parents came from rough backgrounds, so I have no idea how they pulled off being such amazing individuals. What an example they have set for me.

Business Passion. I love the web, and I am lucky enough to have work in the industry. I wake up (way too early) each morning raring to go. I am creating a web site for parents to connect with their children online, beta testing scheduled for 2008.


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2 Responses to Life

  1. flightpattern says:

    Dear MAMA,
    I just found your site and I am so thankful. I am in recovery from an eating disorder and am so glad to have my life back. I experienced the anorexic and bulimic side starting at age 12 and then began binging (without purging) late in high school. I have worked hard to recover from the eating disorder nightmare, and today I celebrate 2 entire years – that is 730 days – without compulsively overeating. Today I have a normal-sized body which I am learning to love. I survived, girlfriend, and know that we need sites like this to help others who still suffer.

  2. mamavision says:

    Hi Flightpattern: Just posted to your blog, but I wanted to comment here as well for all to see. YOU are true inspiration. To all the women and young girls out there struggling with eating disorders or perhaps just starting to head down this ugly path, I hope both of us can make a difference. A life thinking, dreaming, and desiring food is just hell, total hell. Unless you live it, you can’t even start to imagine how the thoughts of food take over your life. I will never go back there, nor will you. As my dad always says to me “Keep your head up high and walk in like you own the place.” So, from your bullet on your blog, I want you to put on that sassy, bright colored new outfit, and show them who is boss. :)

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