When I think back to my life a year ago, I feel like I was a completely different person. A different mother, a different wife, a different daughter. Before my family uprooted and left everything remotely familiar to live in Manhattan, I was a fraction of the person I am today.
Life was a diluted version of what it is now. I was a diluted version of who I am now.
I have always been passionate but lacked the confidence to really put myself out there. I went to fashion design school because I was artsy and gifted but ended up working in the accounting department of a law firm. I played the violin and guitar for years and eventually put them both in their cases for good. For most of my life it seems, I’ve been in search of myself. Even when I had my children, I felt that my life filled with purpose, yet I was still missing something: Me.
Almost a year ago we sold our cars and drove a U-Haul to New York City, filled to the brim with everything we owned including our goldfish, Bob. I was fearful of the big city, but most of all I was fearful of raising my children in such an insanely urban lifestyle, away from our family and everything we knew.
During this time I also started a blog to document our transition so that our family could keep in touch. What has happened as a result of this has been truly mind boggling. Once we moved and I continued to write about our new city life, I started to get invited to participate in events. I was asked to interview Mariska Hargitay’s husband, Peter Hermann for an event about teen domestic violence. Through these events and the online world, I began to meet friends and fellow bloggers here in the city and all around the country. I found my voice through writing, and my confidence through fighting through the fears of uncharted territory.
I took a risk by moving to Manhattan and what has transpired though blogging about it has lifted me up, guided my way through the unknown, and inspired me to continue to use my voice and creativity.
I think my story is interesting and believe people would enjoy hearing it, even if I’m not riddled with the drama that usually comes with reality television. I’m proud of what I’ve accomplished, and it just goes to show that New York City truly is the big city of dreams.
This is a submission for Project Mom, casting for a reality television show highlighting bloggers. I’ve always thought this would be a fantastic idea and am interested in being a part of it because of what blogging has done for my life.