I am proud to call myself by many titles.
I have always wanted kids. I remember vividly an assignment in first grade with a trifolded piece of construction paper where I illustrated my three dream jobs - Teacher, Singer, and Mother. (I'm consistent.)
My biggest dream came true the day Sweetie was born. She is, to quote a children's book I love called I Love You So... "my sweetie, my dear, my smile, and my laughter, my playmate for always, and my joy ever after."
In 2012, we welcomed Dibbs and completed our little crew. He is the most kissable, huggable ball of cheek chub I've ever known. And if I blog less, it's because I'm holding him more.
For a living, I teach private voice lessons. I don't know if you've ever met a private music teacher, but we are an interesting breed. I teach singing fundamentals, but I am also an entertainer, counselor, personal trainer, and friend to my teenage clients. Somehow I end up at all their birthday parties and they ended up in my wedding. I'm not surprised that I fell in love with teaching. I'm surprised only by how hard I fell. I have never questioned my calling as a music teacher.
It's funny. Though I'm a professionally trained singer myself, I rarely self-identify as such. It has been a personally rewarding way to bring in additional income, but I never feel like a singer. I just enjoy doing it. And I occasionally sing here on the blog. See here. And here. I don't actively pursue gigs, but I really love singing for and with my students on their programs - coming up with creative themes and costumes and staging to make their shows a success. But I have never been after the glory.
Except as a writer. Now that is at my very core. As my friend Jay once remarked about me, you can criticize my high notes, but don't you dare question my turn of phrase.
I'm a poet, an essayist, a lover of polemic. I'm a grammar stickler and an English major with impeccable spelling and a serious love affair with the Oxford comma.
I write because I can't stop myself. And my personal brand is all about the power of our words, our voices, and our advocacy.
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I was diagnosed at age 10. My diagnosis story is a familiar one. Thirst, lethargy, bedwetting. DKA, hospital, coma.
I spent my pre-teen and teen years complying with every rule and suffering still under the curse of out-of-control blood sugars. Regardless, I graduated fifth in my class and went on to graduate at the top of my college class (magna cum laude, phi beta kappa, departmental distinction, honors in the liberal arts).
My 20s were mostly spent in survival mode where diabetes was concerned. Trying to tow the line hadn't produced results, so slipping in my 'control' protocol was a natural response. I needed to focus on other things and it was 'obvious' to me that diabetes management was a lost cause.
Then I met Hubster.
Hubster is the reason I am where I am today. He is my hero, my partner, my best friend, and the person I was waiting to share my life with.
Without his encouragement and support, I doubt I'd be as healthy, as driven, as connected, or the advocate I am today. He discovered the online D community for me and sent me an email about it. He sent me moderating tips that I forwarded on to Manny within two months of my joining TuDiabetes, thus beginning my volunteer career as an admin there. He makes it possible for me to travel to meetups and seminars and board meetings. He bathes the kids so I can tweet on Wednesday nights.
And he gets up at 3am when my blood sugar is low.
I am an advocate for many causes besides diabetes support and awareness (the details of which you can read about here). I am fiercely liberal, a staunch supporter of civil rights for all, and I'm all for universal healthcare.
On the diabetes front, my mission is to educate and to connect people - especially young women who hope to have healthy pregnancies and children. I don't care about a cure. Even as a kid, I accepted that diabetes was not a new condition and that it was infinitely complex. But nevertheless, I grow excited about technological advancements that might help people with diabetes live longer and better lives. If there ever is a cure, I will be overjoyed, but I grow weary of talking about it like it's just around the corner.