L.A. will always be a bittersweet place for me to visit. Every time I go there a wave of emotions hits me. This was the place I had always wanted to live. This is the place that brings back so many happy memories but so much pain. This was the place I visited time and time again with Elizabeth.
New York. The Big Apple. The Concrete Jungle. It is all of these things. It is wonderful…it is overwhelming.
If you’ve been to NYC you know exactly what I mean. I didn’t take my first trip to New York until I was married. I’ll never forget the thrill. I wasn’t sure when I’d be back again, and then I took the job with the Thunder. You never could have told me that five years later I would have been there too many times to count, and could tell you how to go from one place to the next.
Becoming a mom is terrifying enough. Then you realize you actually have to leave the house. Ahhhh! So, you’ve finally conquered that. That trip to the grocery store wasn’t that terrifying after all. But, now it’s time to leave town. Oh no here comes that first trip. How in the world do I travel with a baby, and with all of this stuff? How do you get formula through the x-ray system? Do they need a ticket? What if they get an ear ache from the altitude. Where will they sleep?
I HAVE SO BEEN THERE.
Do you remember that line in “You’ve Got Mail”? The one that says, “It’s not personal, it’s business.” I have always loved that movie, and I have always loved Meg Ryan’s response to that old saying:
“What is that supposed to mean? I am so sick of that. All that means is that it wasn’t personal to you. But it was personal to me. It’s *personal* to a lot of people. And what’s so wrong with being personal, anyway?” – Kathleen Kelly.
What’s so wrong with being personal? What’s so wrong with being nice? What’s so wrong with having a thin skin.
“How did you get into the business?”
I get asked this question all the time, so I figured it was a good place to go next. Let me say this, everyone has their own road. Some easier – some harder. This was mine: