Voice Over Girl

Voice Over Girl
Where's the microphone?

Thursday, September 17, 2015

Mom first, voice actor 2nd

Thank goodness I have voice overs to keep my mind off so many other things in life. I love voicing, and it's been a helluva journey getting here, all the firings from radio, the multitude of rejections,but then I train for voice over work, another huge competitive field, but I love it, I love interpreting a script and adding my own twist on it, there still is rejection but I can escape here to my home studio, and it has served me...It served me well when I was battling my cancers. I felt I had a purpose. Adam watched me go through all my personal and professional ups and downs, I always said "let this be a life lesson Adam"...He hated seeing me so down when I didn't book. So now I have to put all that aside and add a Mom twist to it all. Adam broke his foot practicing college Football. I can't even type the words without getting choked up. The pain I feel for him is deeper than my Radio rejections, my voice over rejections and my cancer battle. Watching your kid hurt not just physically but mentally is gut wrenching for a Mom. I cannot understand this one. The why hasn't been answered from God, I keep thinking how totally unfair this is to him...this is a kid who found a sport that fit him. Fit his body type, he was teased by grade school kids about his size, and believe me those episodes cut like a knife to hear him describe the taunting, but he used his size to serve him...High School Football played all 4 years, was team captain, motivated team mates, took pride in that he never missed a practice! Was class President, running all those shananegans and yet making every practice. But then there was his last High School Football game, the biggest rivalry Salesian, and he broke his collar bone, I thought that was a life lesson, I cried for him for that one, it was horrible to see him on the side lines in a sling watching his team mates handle the opponents...but he wasn't done. College Football was a goal, and he achieved it. Each year he would play a bit more in the game, It always turned out when we would fly down to be in the stands, we'd see him go in, and see him give it his all..He's good, he doesn't give up, and we were so proud to know all college he played Football. Why? Why the week before official practice this happened? They have asked him to assist in Coaching, and I am so very proud but I am now using all that I learned in my career to get him through, to get me through: "we are not our jobs" "we are more than that" "it's a lesson in slowing down" "It's a lesson in embracing we can't do it all". it's some kind of lesson..believe me I have said... it could've been worse, think about my dear friends who tragically lost their children, that is more than a broken foot, but I can't seem to not feel what he must feel. This all confirms a Mom feels her child's pain tenfold, and it doesn't go away.