What Started it All?

(Or Where Did My Parents Go Wrong)?

I will not bore you with all the details of my wonderful childhood. I basically grew up with June and Ward Cleaver as my parents…ONLY BETTER! I started playing the violin as a wee one, and my parents were the beaming ones at every single recital and concert. Playing the violin afforded me opportunities that I may never have had otherwise. I was able to play on the stage of some amazing theaters all over the world.

When it was time to go to college, it was a given that I would get a scholarship and major in music…become a music teacher…blah, blah, blah. So, that’s what I did. Until I didn’t… Teaching orchestra to a bunch of high school kids…without corporal punishment (that’s my Catholic school background coming out)?!?! NO WAY!

You can imagine how happy my parents were when their very talented, intelligent daughter shows up on their doorstep like one of those 21-year-old gamers that has never left their parent’s basement. My dad, being the rational man that he was, gave me a week to find a job, or I would have to get a job at the nursing home in town. OMG! I can’t even tell you what any bodily functions/odors would do to me… (insert vomit emoji here).

And…since I was looking for a less stressful career than being an orchestra teacher, and one that didn’t include the nursing home…I got a job as a 911 dispatcher!

And now to continue with the journey. The ups and downs; the laughter and tears; the happiness and anger. It will all be here. Stay tuned. You won’t be disappointed!