Our future

Cheers to 2010

I remember as a kid growing up in a small town, funny but only about 5 miles from here and now. Wow! That just hit me like a ton of bricks. I have never made it to the top and probably never will make it to the top and I now live only 5 miles from where I grew up as a child. Hmmm... I wonder what that says about me?

Anyway I got way off track. When I began to write this "edition" of my blog, which no one reads anyway, I was going to write about things to come, preferably happy things to come. But I am not really feeling very happy and confident about the future of 2010.
Sounds kind of funny to say. Twenty ten? Two Thousand and Ten? or just Two Thousand Ten? Don't know, think I will call it Twenty ten. The year to bounce back. The year to begin the future. What happened to our past?

The past. Growing up in a small town 5 miles from where I live now, but a life time ago. A mom, dad, three brothers, grandma, grandpa, cousins, aunts, uncles. Now just my kids. Seems in my process to be "Me" somehow I lost how to be my family. Not sure how that happened, but I am sure it was my fault.

Parents don't speak to me, one brother does, only when he accidently runs into me. Two brothers would not pick me up from the ground if I was bloody and beaten and aunts and uncles. Ha, ya what about that? Don't know.

Seems I got into a rut of always feeling like I had to fight for what was right no matter the cost. I guess in the process I fought my way to ending the drama, back stabbing and gossip my family has seemed to strive on. As long as I can recall my mother, father, and at least one brother, not sure what happened to the other one guess he married into it, has spent her (their) whole time talking bad about everyone. Judging everyone. Wow! Again I regress.

Ok, back to something good. Grew up in a small town about five miles from here. Graduated high school completely without having any idea what I was going to be when I grew up. Married young, had children young, BUT I did not divorce young. I held in there. I fought for what was right. At what expense to my children? At what expense to me? Wow there is something to think about.

Now 30 years later, I live five miles from where I lived 30 years ago. I am married to the worlds best husband. I truly mean that. And I have four wonderful children who give me fits, worries, scares and everything else that goes with a child just like normal people. And with that the four children have given me 7 more reasons to worry out of my mind. Grandbabies.

Although I live only 5 miles from where my adult life began, my life is incredibly different, but at the same time, incredibly the same. The day I moved out of my house, five miles from here, the day I married my first husband, my mother hated me. Today, five miles away but 30 years later, she still hates me. Guess somethings are worth fighting for.

I'm definitely all grown-up, I just haven't figured out what that all means.

From the Frying Pan into the Fire

Well it has been a while since my last post. Blame it on being busy. Blame it on just plain nothing much to write. Well now I have something to write. In my last post I spoke about the new changes in my life with being unemployed. I think I have decided I can never really be unemployed. If it won't come to me, I will just go right out and get it.

I took a shot at starting up an Executive assistant business you might call it. I called it CBexecs. It was going ok. Steady side line work, but never enough to get off the old unemployment. Until one day, God pointed me in the direction of where my heart has always been... back into the media business.

In 1998 I quit my budding job with ole' Mr. JR Simplot, making a rather nice sum of money, to take on a dream of working in the media. Print media to be exact. I was given the position of Office Manager for a very small county newspaper, the Owyhee Avalanche.Within a couple of months, I was a reporter. I worked very hard to climb, learn and teach myself to be a reporter and if I don't say so myself I felt I did a damn good job. Well I did until a man, and I say that lightly, was hired to the position I had been working toward for 8 long years.

So what did I do, I walked. It wasn't really all that easy, I pondered for about a year and then just could not take it any more, I quit. No the newspaper did not go under as I swore to myself would happen if I left. But, everyone I see from the old stomping grounds tell me it just isn't the same without me. Anyway...

I Love the print media world. My uncle is a publisher and has written for many media outlets. He started out as a reporter and (he doesn't know this) I always wanted to be like him.
So back to the point. In July I met a gal, Cheryl Richards, who owns a magazine called the Urban Liaison in Nampa and Caldwell. I was going to start out writing for her, but after some talking I decided to take the plunge and buy her franchise of the "Boise Urban Liaison."

WOW what a ride it has been. I contacted Kent Cattron, formerly of IQ Idaho with me and asked if he would be interested in being a partner in this magazine. He was unemployed also and jumped at the idea. It has all been up hill from here.

We now have writers, editors, designers, an office, additional partners AND I am going to be on the morning news show with Channel 12 in September to talk about the magazine. I can not believe how fast and hard this is taking off. We have enough revenue to pay for the magazine to be printed and enough now to pay the designer. I am still in awe as to what is happening. It is incredible.

SO.... my point for the day is this, Do not ever let anyone take away your dreams. Believe me I have been to hell and back with a horrible ex husband, several not so nice ex bosses and a couple of people who only wanted to climb on me to their way to the top. Do not sit back and let it happen. It is hard, very hard, but living, laughing and loving your dreams will make them a reality. Double check the people you surround yourself with. Make sure they are confident, positive people and you will go far. Hello world meet Cheryl A. Beeson, CEO Boise Urban Liaison. :)

Easter bring hope

Well another Easter has come and gone. We have never celebrated Easter much in our house and I look back now and wonder why did I never teach my children what Easter really meant. Probably because my parents never taught me. Lame excuse.

This morning I went to the local KFC to pick up some lunch so I could surprise my husband with an Easter picnic since he had to work. While I was in the lobby, a lady walked in and wished me a happy Easter. She said she loved Easter because it is a day for new beginnings. I had not thought much about it in the past. I understand and celebrate the passover and the rising of Christ I guess I have just taken advantage of the day and not given it a second thought.

But today her words struck pretty hard core. On Friday, April 10, American Passover, I officially became unemployed. I have not really been unemployed since 1991 when I went to work for JR Simplot. Since then I have worked steadily and always brought home a nice paycheck which grew in amount as the years went by. However beginning now the only steady income I will be able to count on is an unemployment check. At lease for a short time.

Why am I not scared to death? Why am I not freaking out because I am unemployed? Is it because of Passover? Over the last several years I have learned to give myself to God. My family was not very spiritual and my Ex was the anti-Christ; need I say more? But, because of so many different things happening in my life over the last several years, I have grown to allow someone else to help me with my "troubles". I have even become a little less self-destructive about failure.

So I am taking a plunge that is bigger then my second marriage, or my plunge at a divorce, I am starting up my own company. For years people have said that I am very good at so many different things. However the statement "jack of all trades; Master of none" has haunted me, I am going to turn it around to my, and my clients' benefits. I have started a business called CbExecs Administrative Services. As of one week of word of mouth, I have nine clients.

This is not going to make me rich, however it will let me master my one trade, Master of services. In my life I have overcome more obstacles then should be allowed, however they have all taught me to be stronger, love what I have and don't cry for something I don't. Since my first marriage failed, from that I learned that behind every black cloud is a silver lining. I believe that. I live that. When one good thing in my life ends, another better one is around the corner.

Please visit me, give me a call, give me a chance. www.cbexecs.com