When Mary Jo Olson handed me my high school diploma on that June day, it might as well have been my plane ticket, because I was going places. Wherever my newspaper needed me would be my home, and I would do the one thing I new how to do: Tell stories of conflict and hope in the face of tension. I had immersed myself in all parts of print journalism, especially writing and photography. Inspired by the great photojournalist of the time, I consumed their images and learned what they did in terms of lighting, composition, angles, and more; I was obsessed in knowing what they did to create the great, everlasting, iconic images that became a part of history’s cannon. It was my greatest goal in life.
But, as life tends to do, it had other plans.
Also, as life does, it comes full circle.
After ten years as a high school educator, I stepped back through a door I thought was closed. Journalism came back into my life. Armed with a Masters of Arts in Communication, I was again challenged and prepared to tell the stories that would become history, but with a twist: It is now your legacy I document. The tension I seek is that from every tear, smile, laugh, and moment of love on your wedding day.
And I wouldn't have it any other way.
This pinky nude color is the new black. Most definitely. It pairs better with navy, too.
Breakfast is the most important meal of the day...so don't mind me if I have it for lunch and dinner, too.
I am a human mama to this fur baby, and I'm not afraid to admit that in the same way Benny the Jack Russell isn't afraid to ask for treats.
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