First, I am a runner. I began running when I was a freshman in college and have kept at it now for nearly 30 years. It’s how I identify myself. On my daily runs, I can re-connect with the Real Me and get my day sorted out in my head. It’s just who I am. Running is my church.
Secondly, I am a wife of 23 years to a wonderfully wonderful man who has filled my life with adventures and long hard belly laughs. He supports me and believes in me so much more than I do myself. This sounds cliched and trite, but I really don’t know where I’d be without him.
Thirdly, I am a momma. A momma to two kids, ages 19 and 13. I am in daily amazement that I have kids since I swore up and down that I was NOT going to have kids when I grew up; instead, I wanted to be a librarian at the NYC Public Library or work as a writer at “Glamour” magazine, living the high life of a New Yorker. Guess He had other plans for me. My kids are my best friends and co-conspirators, laughing at my antics and I at theirs. We have a wonderful bond, and I am blessed beyond reason with them.
Fourthly, photography. I stumble over calling myself a “photographer” since I only really got serious about it in 2011 when my husband suggested I start a 365 project to help me learn about my camera. I fell in love with it so much that when 2011 ended I just kept right on taking daily photos, only now I add bits of words to them. I’ve learned so much and have yet to learn so much more about photography. I guess for me, photography is a way to let others see the magical side of the world, and it’s beginning to rank right up there with my running as a form of therapy for me.
