Ten years ago I left a long career in the major ad agency business. I said good bye to the remarkably brilliant people at TBWA\Chiat\Day after a dozen years with that agency and embarked on a new journey. My loving team sent me off with freshly monogramed, super-luxe blank journals with uncracked bindings (you know that sound). I would go write the book, the screenplay – one way or another. BonVoyage, they said.
Along the way, there were kids to shepherd and a relatively new marriage to protect (let’s not screw this one up, shall we?). My career evolved nicely into consulting and increased focus on my own brand development. Oh yes, and writing a bit. Then there was the 2013 return to creative ad agency life; the phone call from the CEO of 180LA, an old friend and colleague, who said “When can you start?” and I said, “Wednesday.” As we moved back across the country, a surprising season of colossal growth.
The miracles of our life are astonishing. Looking back over these last ten years I quiver at the blessings and life-saving guidance we’ve received. Pursuing our dreams and passionately prioritizing the health and growth of our children – on His terms – has brought us to a very fascinating place.
I’m able to use all the education and experience of my career to now manage exactly the kind of media and entertainment conversations that fuel the calling on my heart (see linkedin profile:). My husband and I are madly in love and our children are thriving, even as we battle through trials and beg for supernatural guidance as we feel frustrated and ambitious. I could have never planned this ten years ago. The Pacific Northwest… Really?!
To the outside, our life-plan might seem wobbly. We’ve moved around the country and we’ve taken more than a couple gigantic leaps of faith. But in reality, it’s perfect. We have consistently followed the perfect call on our hearts and minds from the One who created us. After all, I already know what life looks like when I’m forcing total control – yeeeesscchhh. The view from within His will is far more exciting and magnificent. It’s all so beautifully connected.
So as we close this wildly amazing 2018, I’m hereby committing to pulling together the remarkable story of this scandalous life and the generational blessings and brokenness that marked the trail. It’s all written, I merely need to stack up the pages and hand them over. But let me say here that I’ll get that done by the close of October (hey, I still have a full time career and family… it’s a night and weekend gig at best.)
I’ll be grateful for your encouragement and insight here, my friends. You know I tend to pack in too many things. (All in the name of fun, of course!!) My beautiful sister has coined a phrase whenever I start trying to get too many “fun” things crammed into a day. She says with deadpan … “and we’ll stop by the zoo.”
Let this be a trip to the zoo that bears fruit.
2 Comments
Phyllis Sammons
Love it! Keep it up!!
Miriam Walsh
Suzy! Thrilled to hear you are still fighting conformity with every bone in your body!! Life is a collection of unexpected moments and cultivating a listening ear for the voice of God is the thread that ties these seemingly disjointed moments together. Always thrilled to read your heart spelled out on paper. God bless you and your family in 2019!