The morning started bright and early. My flight was scheduled to leave at 6am. I was ready. Having learned my lesson after missing my flight to Disney, where I was supposed to receive Disney Media’s Royalty Treatment as a Magical Mom, I left at 3:30 in the morning. I made it with time to spare.
I checked my bag, paid the painful luggage fee, and walked at a leisurely pace to my gate when I realized…I was alone.
I. WAS. ALONE.
At that moment, I had the heady realization that I could choose what I wanted to do. It was an amazing feeling!
In my mind, I imagined myself as Elizabeth Gilbert of Eat Pray Love, the movie, not the book. I imagined discovering new meaning to the world, my world, one full of Twitter, Facebook, LinkedIn and Google+.
It was a heady feeling.
When I began my journey in Social Media, I never realized that it would morph into my dream career. Like Elizabeth, I traveled unknown territories, tasting the fruits of new platforms. I discovered the power of people when they are not boxed in. And finally, I found a balance, or as much of a balance as is possible, while being a single Mom heading her own company.
Arriving in Chicago, confirmed all that I had imagined and more. I found other Latinos in technology and social media who were as passionate as I was about this journey. This was not a trend. It was not a passing fancy that would die down as time continued. We were here to stay.
We had a voice.
We had skills.
We. Had. Knowledge.
And we shared.
I shared the countless joys, and pitfalls, of the blogging world. I shared the journey that brought me to my dream career. I shared … honestly and brutally.
In doing so, I discovered women, like Myrah, Viviana, Rebecca, Ruby, Jenda and countless others, who appeared to be having their own Eat, Pray, Love moment of self discovery. We were coming into our own, and together, as a community, we were going to pass it on.
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