Writing a blog.....is it something I want to do? I've kicked that around - all the interesting people I meet and conversations I have ....should I share my perspective - ask for other perspectives? I asked my husband this question just now - his answer -- "Do you want a fried egg?" haha - Now that's a whole topic in itself - husbands who listen but don't hear... I told my daughter I didn't think anyone would be interested in what I have to say. She told me to write this for me - just for me. So I said, "So it's like a journal?" and she said - "Yes mom, its a journal that everyone else can read...so be selective". SO yes, I've decided to start a blog with random topics that maybe only I am interested in.
I used to write for a living...for other people. My degree is in public relations, and I chose that field because you can influence business, but you are behind the scenes mostly. That's where I am most comfortable - which will probably surprise many. I got to the Communications Department in a roundabout way - through a series of positions with different divisions of my company. I worked my way up the hard way- the right way - sales rep, Div. Mgr, Rgn Mgr, Training Mgr....but PR was my favorite role - one I could have stayed in forever if not for the hour and 10 minute commute each way and the pull of my family. I wrote in the voice of the senior executives of my company - which was part of the largest healthcare company in the world. I wrote their letters to the employees, their presentations to companies, their responses to questions from the media. I helped them prepare for speeches and presentations, coaching them on their delivery, creating the words for them, and serving it all up for them to approve or disapprove. I loved it. Writing in the voice and style of many people is interesting. You put yourself in their position and write from their perspective. You hear or read the words you've written, you take pride in those words and how they are delivered, but they are actually owned by someone else.
I took on a similar role when I quit working almost 13 years ago to be a full time mom and supporting wife. This is familiar to all of the wives and moms out there - working behind the scenes while offering support and guidance. The mom thing is natural - blanketing our kids with love - sitting back and watching with pride, offering support as they navigate the waters of their lives - never trying to steal their thunder or impose too much pressure. The wife thing is a little harder. I married a very charismatic man - that's what drew me to him - the way he could walk into a room and the energy would change. My career became that of a Corporate Wife - supporting my husband's career goals - which included countless moves, living in separate cities and states, and raising the kids alone. I became "Tom's wife". I often find myself saying, "I used to be....." Trying to remind myself and others that I once had talent and professional goals - that he wasn't a CEO when I married him - and I wasn't a trophy wife - I was a colleague. But really, does it matter to anyone but me? Probably not. So now I realize that I am still a PR person - it's just a different corporation I work for now - my family. My talent isn't past tense - it's just not acknowledged through feedback and performance reviews - it's often not acknowledged at all -- but I know it's the most important job I've had.
So - here I go - attempting to convey my own personal thoughts without feeling that I have to represent anyone else for the first time since I was in my early 20s... Could be interesting.
Great job Lisa.....very heartfelt and honest. You're a gifted writer. I look forward to reading more. Tracy Hinshaw
ReplyDeleteWell said. I think every woman who decided to devote her life to raising her children and supporting her husband has felt the "I used or I could have." I've been there & realized my life isn't measured on the wealth or status I personally acquire, but on happiness. Mine, my children & my husband and I have come to see my life as a wonderful dance on a great vacation with occasional falls on the dance floor.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the post.
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