Photos by Rachel Neumann Photography and Diane Rucker
Deb Who?? Isn’t that the million dollar question?
I’m Debbie. I am a girlie, pedicure and shopping lover, surrounded by boys! I am a mother of two dirt-loving boys, Brayden who is 5, and Maddox who is 3, and wife to an amazing (also dirt loving) husband, Brent. We even have a tough looking (but super sweet) American Bulldog Duke.
I have always had aspirations of wearing a power suit from Ann Taylor, being the woman in charge and holding a big job in corporate America. When I was a child I remember wanting to be a corporate woman embellished with all the latest trends and fashion accessories. Then, I met my husband and started thinking about being a mom. My ideas and vision for myself shifted, as I know happens to many women, and I found myself then wanting to be a “mom with a masters degree”.
I wanted to get my education, complete a Masters degree to prove to myself and maybe others that I was intelligent and capable of my corporate dream, yet I wanted to stay home with my children and be the mom that got to work in the classroom, be on the PTO and “be there” for my kids. So I got the degree (in clinical psychology believe it or not!), and although I don’t use it in a corporate setting I am doing “therapy” everyday.
When we started our family, I had to work. I began an Event Coordination Business with my friend Ali that became wildly successful and had decided to put my degree to work and go back into the education field; I had my mind set that it was time to really jump into my career.
So when we found ourselves packing up the moving truck and heading to Oregon from California for my husband’s job, I gave up my successful business and my budding career for my family. I was finally going to be able to fulfill my dream of becoming a mom with a master’s degree. So here I am, living my dream and it is not as rosey and sweet as I thought; I feel incomplete somehow.
So why am I writing all this? For the past year I have struggled with my purpose. What is it? What am I supposed to be doing? I have always felt that I was put on this planet with a voice and with a purpose that I am going to influence a lot of people, help people, and make lives better. The only problem is that I don’t know how.
How often do I get to read about the average mother who doesn’t overcome the extraordinary, survive a horrific trauma (thank goodness I don’t have that story to tell), or have some amazing creative DIY talent, but just lives every day trying to figure out how to raise healthy children, not let herself go and in the process find what she was put on this planet to do.
That’s what I am going to do! Thank you Cindy; for inspiring me to find the extraordinary in the ordinary and realize that I do have a story to tell.