How to capture 50 years in 200 words–leave out all the stuff you don’t ever want your parents to know! I’ll begin with our highly anticipated graduation day in 1975. Like many, I wasn’t quite sure what to do with myself or my BA in English so I applied to graduate school at the University of Maryland to get a masters in Journalism—even though my heart and interest were always healthcare. Confusion quickly set in and after six months I took a job in Human resources at Washington Adventist Hospital. Good experience–but not satisfying.
Fast forward…married an OB-GYN and worked as Office Manager while raising the two young loves of my life, Lauren and Allen. Fast forward…that marriage failed; but my interest in health care grew. After five years of self-discovery (including the stuff you don’t ever want your parents to know) I married again to someone who made me feel like he was the one and together our spiritual lives blossomed. My journey from Office Manager to working for two large health care management companies was the start of an exciting and satisfying career that took me from Utilization Management to Account Manager to Medical Compliance Specialist and Auditor; and when I got bored with that, God paved the way for me to transfer to the Legal Department as Director of Risk Management. Research and combing through tons of medical documents throughout my career not only satisfied my thirst for health care knowledge—administrative as well as medical—it allowed me to satisfy my interest in writing with every position.
So here I am, 50 years after graduation with a career that I love with an employer that allowed me to take my job from California to Huntsville to live close to Mom. So grateful God has had my back every step of the way—even when I was doing stuff I don’t ever want my parents to know.
