Hello, my name is Ginger Ross. I am 55 years old. In 2009 my world was turned upside down, which I won't get into all the details right now, but trust me when I tell you I was essentially living on the railroad tracks and lost almost everything after owning my own business, parenting two amazing girls who went to the best secondary schools in the country, an almost million dollar house. The only thing I was missing, which was the most important thing of all, was my own self identity. That statement may seem unprofound to you, but for me I truly had no self identity. I conducted my life the way I thought I "should." What that means is I conformed to other peoples ideas of behaviors, ideals, and I was a conformist. Turns out, that's not what life should be like. Who knew! I didn't. I wasn't taught that when I was young. Were you?
Part of my Story
I had an ok upbringing, I thought. Again, I won't get into all those details here (I'll save them for later as my story unfolds throughout this project). I joined the military at 17 (rare for a young lady in 1980). Was honorably discharged on short notice because of a near fatal car accident my sister was in and was left with no idea of what to do with my life. I floundered for many years before I stumbled across a position that seemed to fulfill me - it was in Hospitality. I held a managerial position and thought I was a good leader. Turns out I was a strong leader in some respects but in others...not so great. What did I know! I thought I knew everything I needed to know. I knew how to survive. I knew how to fend for myself. Oh, I knew how to match my purse with my shoes - what else was there to know?! Turns out plenty.
Through my journey of recovery from alcoholism (which I didn't start drinking until I was 42), role models and mentors that appeared in my life, the loss my 2 daughters through power and control and a dysfunctional court system, the hatred from my mother, the re-entry of my father when no one else would have anything to do with me - who later passed away, and the willingness to learn, I now own my self identity. I know who I am and who I'm not; who I want to be and what I want to represent. I learned that what life comes down to is choices. We all have them. We're given the right to choose anything about our lives the minute we turn 18 (at least in the US). But what does that really mean...we all have choices? Duh, right? Allow me to break it down for you through a series of blog posts, maybe some youtube videos and conversation with you, the reader and hopefully the follower. I welcome your participation as I embark on this journey and share what I learned, in an effort to help at least one other person not travel down the lonely road of disaster, trauma and drama. Thank you!
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