Posts Tagged ‘dreams’

Today I want to talk about trust. Specifically trusting your gut and the fact that when one door closes a another will open.

First, I’m going to ask you to do me a favor and head over to Canon’s website. Their front page is fine. Go ahead, I’ll wait here until you come back.

Did you see that? Crazy right?

They asked me to write up a little piece for a feature but I didn’t realize it was this kind of feature, as in, on their front page.

Now let me back up a bit. You probably remember when I wrote this post about my journalism career ending. I was upset about the new leadership at my former news station cutting an important news segment featuring foster kids. Well I didn’t get around to updating you on what happened since then.

A day after that post went live I was on the phone with the assistant news director at CBS Austin. He’d read my post, thanks to my former assistant news director sharing it on his page, and they wanted to pick up Forever Families! It didn’t work out for me to do the segment myself but I was more than happy to make introductions between Partnerships for Children–The nonprofit coordinating the shoots for the children, and the news station.

I was so happy the kids would still have their weekly spotlight on TV but it was still really really hard to let that part of my life go. To officially take my foot out of that journalism door and let it close behind me. I never won an Emmy, or got my own morning show. A part of me was totally heartbroken, but what followed was truly a testament to me that when one door closes another will always open. Or in my case, a window.

I always thought my difficult decision about my career would would hinge on whether or not I wanted to be home with my kids, or working at a news station. ‘My children would be the big deciding factor’, I thought. Never did I dream that I could do both, or more. And I kept blinders on to the possibility that I could ever want to do anything else.

I started this blog nine years ago (I really should go back and delete some of those early posts but whatevs! It’s all about of the journey right?). It wasn’t until this year–A few months ago–About the same time I stopped working as a part-time reporter, that I started looking at my blog more like a career. And seriously guys…with the taxes and fees I pay to keep this thing running, it’s been a business for a while. I just didn’t want to see it that way because I thought work shouldn’t be as fun as this was. And thinking about my blog as work would make blogging less fun.

In May I went to a blogging conference called Mom 2.0. I spoke on a panel and was nominated for two Iris awards, which is kind of like an Emmy in blog terms. I was hopeful but not expecting to win either and I walked away with the Best Photography award. That was an exciting and eye-opening moment for me where I realized this little craft of mine was outside the realm of my dreams. And I needed to start dreaming bigger.

Opportunities you just don’t pass up came my way. I made a photography course, shot a series with Disney, and I started homeschooling because I had the flexibility to work from home, travel, and make our own schedule by running my own business. Despite all this in front of me, it was hard to admit that my blog was more than a hobby. It dawned on me that one dream was holding me back from another.

This door on my journalism career closing was the final straw. I had to realize wasn’t a failure for giving up on a lifelong dream (that’s really what being a news anchor and reporter was for me–A plan I’d had since childhood). I was brave enough to realize dreams can change. And it’s never too late to go for a new one.

I’m finally embracing my blog as a real thing and an aspect of my new dream. It’s not as definitive or easy to explain as my previous one, but it’s allowing me to do the things I love: Spend time with my kids, write, travel, practice photography and hopefully make a difference. All while supporting my family. I never could have imagined this would be possible or where I’d wind up. Why not?

A couple of years ago I read a book called the 7 Mindsets. In it there’s an analogy about the window of opportunity. It says when we’re born the window of opportunity and what we see as possible is wide open. As we grow up it gets smaller and smaller based on our experiences. When we realize we can’t fly, or we’re shot down on a date, that window closes a little bit. Each time someone shoots down our ideas or goals it slides down even more. By the time we graduate school what we see as the window of opportunity is only a fraction of the size from when it began.

One door closed for me, but I’m blowing that window open again. And I’m loving what I’m seeing on the other side.

I have so many ideas, plans and goals for my little corner of the internet. I want to feature the foster kids I once highlighted on TV here online. I’d love to bring more unheard stories shattering misconceptions about law enforcement families and black lives matter. I’d love to focus on shining a little beacon of light through these gloomy days.

We can’t let our doubts and lack of faith keep us from our potential.

What are you dreaming about? What is holding you back? Time? Fear? Doubt? A different plan you’ve been afraid to let go of? Don’t let those things keep you from being who you’re suppose to be, and doing what you’re meant to do. Take that leap you’ve been considering, and trust what’s on the other side.

It’s something else isn’t it? Watching something you made–Or at least grew and gave birth to, grow into a person with a personality, thoughts and opinions of their own. Of course this is gradual. I mean it starts when they’re babies and shove away the peas on a spoon. Then it evolves into requests for a certain book, song, or TV show. Then maybe a favorite dress, or pair of shoes. And then before you know it their requests and passions are dictating your schedule.

Tiny gymnast 6-years-old. It's crazy watching your child become a person. Tiny gymnast 6-years-old. It's crazy watching your child become a person.

My daughter first started gymnastics about three years ago. She was just a toddler and participated in a mother’s morning out program with gymnastics twice a week. It was obvious she had no natural talent so I did what any irrational wannabe-tiger-parent would do and signed her up for an entirely different activity. This time it was dance: Ballet, tap, jazz and then a hip hop class on the side.

That was fun. We enjoyed it, but after a couple of years I got tired of hunting down the lost tap shoe minutes before class started. And days and days of recitals (and recital fees) so we decided to hang up the tutus. She didn’t object, or put up any sort of fight. In fact she was happy with her art class and we were starting homeschool. We didn’t have time for much else.

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Fall hit and that meant football. A lot of football. Every year for the games Lil’ J gets decked out in team spirit with pom poms, jerseys and/or cheer outfits. She roots and chants little cheers I remember from high school.

On the vision board she made last year she has a photo of the BYU cheerleading squad. Apparently this is a dream of hers. I say apparently because I know her mind can change and even if not, it’ll be a stretch but HEY… I’m not ever one to knock down someone from their big dreams.

BYU Fangirl

We signed her up for some trial tumbling classes and though she was admittedly not very good, she still wanted to go each week. As an early Christmas gift we bought her a couple months of private lessons for her to work on her technique.

Week after week I’d watch and cringe as she’d stumble out of a cartwheel, or botch a handstand.

“Is it even worth keeping this up if they aren’t any good? I mean how much time do you give someone?” I’d say to my husband. I mean we know she wasn’t born with a natural ability and that’s ok. I believe with hard work, anything is possible. But how long do you let the delusion go on?

“She’s a kid!” My husband would say to me. “Only 6! She doesn’t need to be good, she just needs to have fun.”

He’s always coming at me with sense and stuff.

Tiny gymnast 6-years-old. It's crazy watching your child become a person.

I decided to back off a bit. Not that I was saying any of these things to her–This was me just internalizing and ranting to my husband. But I chilled out and just encouraged her. I offered to help her practice, take pictures or record her if she wanted. I’d stay after and ask her coach if there was anything we could work on between lessons.

I don’t know exactly what happened. It seems like one day I was begging her to practice and the next she didn’t want to stop. She walks into lessons ready to listen and learn and try her best. She asks me to text her coach with updates on her progress at home. She can hold a handstand and do a backbend with ease. She’s surpassed any gymnastics talent I’ve ever had, and with hard work, she’s actually getting pretty good.

And she’s set some goals of her own. I’m still working on my 2017 goals but she has her list set. She wants to eat healthier, work out with daddy and get her back and front walkover (by her birthday in July). I don’t think that will be a problem for her.

BYU family superfans

Who is this person? This person who once did backflips in my uterus. This little 6-year-old who has not only opinions but dreams and goals.

She is my child, emerging as her own person.

 

{Lil’ J is 6 years and 6 months old at the time of this post.}

Helping kids grow into their personalities.

Just yesterday, we walked inside the home of our new piano teacher and she guided us to her piano room.

My daughter, Lil’ J was just excited as I was, though you could visibly see her thrill radiating off of her. I kept mine a little more contained.

Searching for a piano teacher wasn’t as easy as I thought it would be. In Utah everyone seemed to know how to play piano, or teach piano. I thought when it came time to learn I’d easily find someone at my church who taught. But my requests were met with crickets.

Finally I asked where people learned piano, since quite a few people had their kids learning. A few people recommended the same woman so I contacted her right away. She had a waiting list. But I was find waiting.

Meanwhile I reached out in my homeschooling groups to see where else people took piano lessons and got a few more leads but none that panned out.

Our names came up from the waiting list after just a few weeks and I was so excited I asked if we could start that next day.

So there we were, my daughter at the piano learning how to sit and recognize the difference between low and high keys, long and short notes. Every now and then I had to remind her to listen carefully to instructions but overall she did fine. Let’s be honest though, bringing her there for lessons was really just a ruse to get my foot in the door for my own lesson. I finally stuck the goal on my dream board to achieve in my 30s.

My daughter’s half hour was up and it was my turn. At this point it was hard for me to keep my excitement contained. Our teacher was honest and told me she’d never taught an adult before, so she wasn’t sure how long she’d be able to keep me as a student. The oldest person she’d taught was a teen.

“Well I’m a teen at heart!” I wanted to say. But instead I said I had to start somewhere. I explained my understanding of music, my hazy recollection of reading notes, but my basic knowledge of the music language thanks to my experience playing the oboe.

I felt a little bit dorky following the instructions she’d just given to my daughter a few minutes before. Back straight, wrists relaxed… But I was finally getting started on a goal I’ve had for many many years–Learning piano.

I can’t tell you how many times I’ve sat down at a piano, looked at my hands and cursed them for not understanding how to play. Then wondering if perhaps some innate natural ability would come out of me if I only tried…

Nope.

So my prodigy dream was dead. But hey, we can’t all be Beethoven.

I invested in a few apps and YouTube videos but never did my best at follow through. I’ve been so angry with myself for not starting earlier.–When I was younger, had more brainpower and time. Wishing I had asked my parents for piano lessons instead of cheerleading uniforms. Kicking myself for not investing in this talent before I had kids so maybe I could teach them myself. Maybe I could have been great.

So many shoulda coulda wouldas.

But you know what? It is never too late to be what you might have been.

So here I was, at my first real lesson playing Mary Had a Little Lamb.

YAAASSSSSSSS!

My teacher said next week she’d have an adult book for me to work from, and that after a while we’d probably be learning together.

I don’t care how many nursery rhymes I have to play, if I’m using both my hands and all my fingers, I’m on a roll as far as I’m concerned.

Let this be an example to anyone who thinks they are too old, or don’t have the time, or has been investing in their children’s development and not their own. Last year I danced on stage at a dance recital between a performance of 5-year-olds ok? I take this challenging myself thing seriously.

I’ll leave you with a cute quote I found and love that describes this life event perfectly:

“It’s never too late to start something new. To do all the things you’ve been longing to do.” – Dallas Clayton

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Now to buy a keyboard!

piano lessons at 30. It's never too late to learn a new talent.


It’s getting less bitter and more sweet seeing where this next stage of my family life is heading. I’m past debating more babies, past pregnancy, and ready to help make these babies into good people who will do big things with their lives.

I’m not trying to rush them, but as my kids get older I’m sad to see a couple things go, and so excited for some new adventures ahead.

Biracial kids siblings love

First of all, I’m excited for more traveling. And I don’t just mean traveling for Disney vacations. Though I love them, I really can’t wait to visit other places with my family: D.C. and New Orleans are at the top of our lists (that is my and Lil’ J’s list, the hubs isn’t very much into traveling.) I would love to take my kids around the world. I want to go places without them too, but I think it would be so fun to research countries and cultures, then learn first-hand through experience together.

A desire I think most parents can relate to: Less Mess! While tiny handprints on my walls and windows are endearing and precious while it lasts, I’m looking forward to tidier days. I am SO ready to say goodbye to stinky diaper pails. I thought I’d be done by now, but my son can’t seem to get over his fear of pooping in the potty and my husband can’t seem to buy enough Renzuit® air fresheners for my son’s room. The new Sensitive ScentsTM are great for stifling that diaper stink without overpowering with it’s own scent (also great for new babies for that reason). Though it’ll be nice not to have a poop stench to mask, we love the smell of the air fresheners so much we’ll keep them around. Besides, I’m sure there will be new smells to mask as our boy gets bigger.

Renuzit

Something I love now, but I think I’ll love even more as they get older is discovering who they are. It’s a miracle that I grew these little people who are becoming their own independent selves. I really look forward to watching their interests and passions blossom, and helping them discover their divine nature. Who they’re meant to be.

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Though I’m looking forward to doing more reading and not feeling guilty for going out on girls’ nights or date nights with my husband, I am going to miss this stage too. I’m going to miss how cute and cuddly they are. That probably sounds strange, but my kids are both extremely snuggly and I LOVE it. From birth they’d curl up on me and have the sweetest baby smell. They don’t smell like babies any more but I still just love soaking in the smell of their hair and kissing their soft skin. Do teenagers like to cuddle with their moms? I sure hope so, because I can picture myself crying when my big kids no longer want to snuggle with me on the couch.

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So sticky floors, smelly rooms and children who need my love and attention will still be in my future. But I’m looking forward to exploring new places and making and achieving new dreams all together.

What are you looking forward to doing when your kids are older?

*I love reminiscing about the baby stage, and cherishing each parenting phase I’m in, which is why I partnered with Renuzit® with new sensitive products for this post. All opinions are my own.

It’s probably never the best idea to binge watch TV right before bed. Never mind the fact that I do this most nights. Not that I’m sitting there on my couch only watching TV. I’m actually editing pictures, responding to emails, writing, and catching up at work at the same time. I’m pretty good at multitasking and I have a pretty good attention span–At least when it comes to the TV watching part.

Sometimes I’ll fall asleep on my couch with my laptop on my lap and Netflix going in the background–Continuing on multiple episodes past what I was watching so I never know where I really left off the next day. And sometimes I’m diligent and just watch what I have saved on my DVR and limit myself to background music after that. Two nights ago wasn’t one of those nights.

I was caught up in an episode of Grey’s Anatomy. So much so that I texted a friend about it before bed.

“Did you watch last Thursday’s episode?”

So many flashbacks! So much funny. (Oh, and I feel like I should stop here to add that I haven’t actually been watching this show for 11 years straight. I’m not that dedicated. No, I picked it up during maternity leave with my son about 3 years ago (thanks Netflix!)).

Anyway, I guess all of the TV drama transferred to my dreams because I had one of the most vivid dreams I can remember in a long time.

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I was in an elevator with my husband with another woman. She was blond,beautiful, and was telling me she had an affair with my husband. I was like “Girl, stop playin’!” I looked to my husband for confirmation and he admitted it was true.

WTF*?

My life was over. Completely blindsided I stood there so angry (I remember contemplating murder), so hurt, so SO SAD. So many thoughts went through my mind. ‘How am I going to do this single-mom thing?’ ‘How could he do this after 11 years of marriage? We were SO happy. I was SO in love.’ ‘How would I break this news on my blog?’(–I’m quite surprised my blog made it into my dream and that this was one of my top of my concerns.)

I hadn’t felt so sad in my entire life.

Big T climbed into bed and woke me up and I was SO relieved.

Yes, child! Thank you for kicking me in the face because HALLELUJAH IT WAS JUST A DREAM!

My husband had already left for work but I texted him about my dream and told him how sad I was. He told me I knew that would never happen, and I said I knew that but ya know… What ifs and whatnots and that I was relieved I wouldn’t have to pull an OJ.

When he got home from work I gave him a hug and told him I missed him and he LAUGHED knowing assuming I was still coming down from my bad dream.

But it’s true, I have been a little nicer, and I may or may not be tracking his texts.

… Sorry, were you expecting this post to have a deep life lesson or actual point?

Nope.

Ok here’s one: No more Grey’s Anatomy before bed.

Have you ever had a dream about your husband cheating on you? Any life lessons to share?

*WTF= What the freak.

I’ve mentioned before how much I was dreading turning 30. Well, I found the perfect way to ring in a new decade, with a new vision board!

Vision Boards: How to host a vision board party and a tutorial for how to make a vision board to help all of your dreams come true! What a great way to ring in a 30th birthday!A vision board (also known as a dream board) is a tool used to help you achieve your goals by having them displayed in front of you daily.

I made my first one years ago, in my early 20s. My husband and I printed out goals of ours: To buy a house, pay off our car, him to finish college and start a new job, have two kids, get a new computer, a new bed, living room furniture etc etc:

Vision Boards: How to host a vision board party and a tutorial for how to make a vision board to help all of your dreams come true! What a great way to ring in a 30th birthday!

We had the board set on our dresser to look at every day. The idea is the more you see and visualize your goals, the more likely they are to become a reality because you’re focused on them more often.

Our first dream board is basically complete. Everything except the Lexus came to fruition. So I decided I’d kickoff my 30s with a new vision board and making some memories with friends and loved ones.

Vision Boards: How to host a vision board party and how to make a vision board. What a great way to ring in a 30th birthday!

I asked my mom if we could use her house so I could have a night out without the kiddos, and she went ALL out with the party planning: Balloons, decor, food, everything! I just planned to bring a few magazines and some glue! So remember this lady right here is responsible as you look at all of these photos! haha.

Vision Boards: How to host a vision board party and a tutorial for how to make a vision board to help all of your dreams come true! What a great way to ring in a 30th birthday!

So in this post I’ll explain how to plan a vision board party and how to make a vision board.

How to host a vision board party:

Make a guest list

Vision Boards: How to host a vision board party and how to make a vision board. What a great way to ring in a 30th birthday!

It’s a good idea to keep the group relatively small. You’re going to be working on piecing together your dreams and you’ll want to make sure you’re with people you’re close enough to feel comfortable sharing that with. Whether it’s just family members, your spouse, or your closest friends.

Plan some snacks

Vision Boards: How to host a vision board party and a tutorial for how to make a vision board to help all of your dreams come true! What a great way to ring in a 30th birthday!

It can take a while to piece together a work of art from the heart and you’ll want some brain fuel. We ordered some catered food from our local grocer and had more than enough food to last us through the evening (That went close to 5 hours). We had sparkling cider in champagne glasses, which I thought was a nice touch.

Gather supplies

Vision Boards: How to host a vision board party and a tutorial for how to make a vision board to help all of your dreams come true! What a great way to ring in a 30th birthday!

Of course you’ll want to remember foam boards, scissors, glue sticks, and lots and lots of magazines. I went to Savers and got magazines for $.29 each (buy 4 get 1 free). You can also ask your guests to bring magazines to share. Also consider having a vision board example out on a display for people to look at to grasp the concept. I forgot my first one at home but I brought it up on an iPad and had my sister’s on display.

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Set up a printing station

Vision Boards: How to host a vision board party and a tutorial for how to make a vision board to help all of your dreams come true! What a great way to ring in a 30th birthday!

Not all of our dreams are printed in that magazine we’re thumbing through. Have a laptop or tablet setup for guests to browse and print from. You may also want to stock up on an extra ink cartridge, just to be safe!

Now that you have everything you need for an awesome vision board party.

Let’s talk about how to make a vision board!

Vision Boards: How to host a vision board party and a tutorial for how to make a vision board to help all of your dreams come true! What a great way to ring in a 30th birthday!

You’ll want to list out your goals. Either mentally, or written down someplace, then search for images that speak to these for you. These are your big items. Then flip through the magazines and find words, images, quotes, whatever, that go along, or add on to your goals.

Line up all of your images the way you want them to be. Keep in mind that we naturally read from left to right. So your eye will most likely be drawn to the top left corner most often. Put some of your biggest dreams there!

My first one had everything randomly attached all over, but this time I tried to make room for lots of dreams and thoughts so I lined quite a bit up to fit it all in. It’s worth noting that if you overlap too much some of your images may get lost.

A lot of people have asked me what the timeframe should be for this board. I say whatever you want! Think both short-term, and long-term. My first board I thought would take a lifetime to complete, but we achieved most of it in under a decade. My new board is focused specifically on my 30s.

Easy enough right? The first time our board was very specific with the “things/items” we wanted. Now it’s more of experiences I want and skills I’d like to develop.

I’ll just show it to you!

Vision Boards: How to host a vision board party and a tutorial for how to make a vision board to help all of your dreams come true! What a great way to ring in a 30th birthday!

I love these because they’re a way to keep track of dreams you’ve had and see all that you’ve accomplished. Lil’ J even made her own vision board and I’m so proud of her! The party is a great way to make some fun memories, but the board is a great keepsake in and of itself, even if you just take a picture of it before you begin to work on another.

Have you ever made a vision board? What would be on it?

Every time I sit down at my desk to work the bright gold-foiled word “HUSTLE” framed to my left urges me to get to work. I’ve always pushed myself to work hard, and incidentally, that usually means through the night.

I used to stay up late working on my resume or portfolio while plotting my next internship. These days I’m staying up late sewing clothes for my children or editing a home video for fun.

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(1 of 2 dresses I stayed up late sewing this week I shared the other here)

In college I was on top of my game. I won more than a dozen awards for my storytelling, and scholarships for my dedication. My dream was to become a prime-time anchor in my hometown of Atlanta, GA, or to get hired as a CNN correspondent… Whichever came first.

At 21 I was the youngest news anchor in Austin, TX. I was off to a great start and only had plans to rise quickly from there. I’m not saying this to boast—Far from it actually. Because my lofty goals completely switched gears shortly after settling into my new gig and becoming a mother.

A few years later not much had changed with my career. I hadn’t won any more awards, and younger talent continued to move into town. I felt like my resume was a reflection of my glory days, and I was so far away from this now. I’m tempted to say I’ve gone backwards. I’ve wasted six perfectly good years that I could have used to continue to climb the ladder towards my ultimate dream. Part of me feels like I’m letting so many people down—People who invested in me, encouraging me to go for it. Not many people know what they want to be when they grow up as early as 7. I did.

hanging on to mommyAm I taking a break from it all to raise a family? Or have my dreams completely changed? I used to get excited about things like scooping all the other stations with an exclusive interview with the district superintendent. Now I am thrilled when my baby waves goodbye, and by the fact that my daughter just drew a picture of people and for the first time it actually resembles people.

“LOOK AT THIS!” I declared to my husband, shaking the crayoned paper in his face “She drew eyes and hair and everything!”

I recently listened to a Motivational Monday vlog from a woman who urged us to stop being competitive. I’m an extremely competitive person, so touched me. The woman said if you must compete, compete against yourself. Be better than you were yesterday, and strive to be that person you dream to be 10 years from now.

Instead of looking at other friends I graduated with in high school or college doing things I see as bigger or better than what I’m doing, I’m beginning to look at myself and ask how I can become the woman I want to be. How can I push myself to be better?

Then, looking deeper into my dreams and aspirations—It wasn’t the lights and cameras that had me excited about being a newscaster. It’s always been the ability to tell stories that’s charmed me. That’s what I love about my career, what I’m still doing, and what I hope to continue to do.

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I love meeting new people and asking questions (that’s where my daughter gets it from!) I love taking their stories and sharing them with the world. I love helping my community with the stories I tell. Even if the story isn’t Emmy-award-winning, each and every one has a special place in my heart.

I was born to be a storyteller. Born to journal as much of this world as I can, from my perspective. I was born to leave a mark in history for countless people I meet, and for my own family. I never thought I’d say this, but I think I was born to be a mother.

My dreams haven’t been put on hold; they’ve evolved.

Right now I am living (in the words of Rapunzel) my new dream. I’m doing what I was born to do. And I’m doing it with kids, which might I say, makes hustling 10Xs harder, and 20Xs more worthwhile.

What were you were born to do? Have your dreams evolved through the years?

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I’ve created eBay collections with some of the items I love to use for memory-keeping, and storytelling. Each collection featuring hashtag #ImBornTo created now until the end of the month will raise $1 for the March of Dimes. As of writing this post they’ve only raised just over $5,000 so far. We can do better!

If doing something good isn’t motivation enough, you’ll also be entered to win a $5,000 shopping spree. It’s easy to create a collection, I’d be happy to help if you have questions. Check all of mine out here. Once you make one share the link with me in the comments.

If my some miracle I have the most blog comments with eBay collection links I’ll win $500. If I win I’ll give $100 of my cash winnings to one my readers who comments with their collection link. Isn’t that nice? Now step to it!

*This contest is sponsored in collaboration with eBay.

Words cannot express how thankful I am to be able to do the things I love and get paid for it. Not to mention most recently–Continue to do them from home.

20131112_Playing-outside_0252-copy news desk at workI was a little girl when I decided I wanted to be a news reporter and some day… an anchor. My parents pushed me to go for it and never give up on my dream. And so I did. Then, when I turned in my notice a few months ago to spend more time with my kids, I worried my career could be over, but the opposite has proved true. Lately I feel like I’ve “been there done that” and I’m excited as my career is evolving.

It’s been a long and crazy ride with several ups and downs, but I’m so thankful for my job(s) and for the opportunity I have to pursue my dreams with my kids along side me.

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Hi! I’m Jennifer Borget



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