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I’ve tried to remember when I was growing up, how many pictures were on display in my home. What I recall is that we didn’t have that many. Not compared to what I saw in other people’s houses, or the fictional homes that I would see on TV. It felt like the few photos we did have on display were put there more by obligation than desire. My mom (who has passed away) would have been the one responsible for such things, and I never thought to ask her about
It came to my mind the other day that in all the years of my blogging, I've never written a blog post detailing some of the highlights of my life. I'll try to keep this post from sounding like a book report or a personals ad. But I make no promises. Here it goes:
I was born in 1976 in Colorado Springs. My father was a pilot in the Air Force. My mother had her teaching degree, but she didn't work while my sister and I were growing up. I'm the youngest of two girls. My sister is four years older than I am and still lives in the city we grew up in, Tacoma, Washington.
Most families with parents in the military have to move every few years as they get new station assignments.
The stack is about three inches tall, about nine manilla file folders worth. In them are about three years of intense writing work I did as part of my undergraduate studies 15 years ago while earning my degree in journalism with a minor in creative writing. The writing I crammed into those few years caused me to burn out and turn to the business world for employment immediately after college. It took me about five years to pick up a pen and notepad again when I was a reporter for a small rural newspaper in Wisconsin. I remained at the Daily Citizen for only nine months. My crime and county government beat didn't exactly bring out the passion of creative or feature writing that I was able to pursue in my college days. It did help to build my confidence, however. It affirmed the belief that I had what it took to be a reporter, even if news writing wasn't what I wanted to do.
