The Jena Six. For most Americans, it is a news story - apalling, repugnant - but just a news story. For some, it's old news. For me, it hit a little closer to home. And considering how for the first time in American History we may have a president of color who is helping to open up discussion (and many hope along with it, healing of our nation), pausing to think on how we treat each other is timely and important. My father's family is from Jena. My octagenarian grandfather was superintendent of the school district for many years. My father played with the current Jena High School principal after school when he was a kid. It's a place I visit periodically for Christmas or Thanksgiving. And as sad as the story makes me, I can't say I'm surprised. Read more >
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In fact, if my teenage self could see how I had behaved after high school she would have been surprised. I was the bohemian, artsy girl in class; the girl who wore bell-bottoms when no one else did and expressed herself with jaded, dark poetry and quite talented sketches, considering I had never taken art at that point. But somewhere in the twists and turns of life, I had gotten married, gotten pregnant and gotten married again and realized that I had lost myself in the process. I had lost myself somewhere in my college years. I never realized my dream of an art degree at NYU. I had not yet written the many books I had planned.
Basically, I had stopped living creatively. I had stopped being true to the spirit of who I was and had started worrying more about how I appeared to others. Somewhere along the way, I had stopped being the girl who lived for expression, who became misty-eyed in a museum while looking at a Van Gogh, who wrote poetry and composed music. I had stopped being the ‘full’ me.
What Happened to The Time?
I had accomplished quite a bit in those years between 18 and 30. I earned my Masters, owned my own business and even taught for a short while at a local college. I volunteered in the projects of Texarkana, hoping to be an inspiration to a child who might otherwise have none. Before the awakening and even during, I was a programmer. I was a good programmer. I also owned a business with my husband where we designed websites and created Internet Marketing Plans. I even started a grassroots Democratic club in the good ol’ Bible Belt of America working to accomplish change in things that I truly cared about, such as health care and education.
So, What Am I Doing Now?
Since turning 30, I have attempted to live my life differently. It hasn’t been an overnight 180 degree turnaround. But I have attempted to live life in a fuller, more abundant way.
But with recent life changes (a major move cross-country to Silicon Valley and the birth of my third child), I realized it was time, risk or no risk, to start living the way I always dreamed of living – the life of a writer.
Through all the phases of my life, and there have been many, the one consistency has been my desire to write. So, this blog is my maiden voyage into the world of writing.
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